The threshold of a man, absence of his fears,
Reflective anger here abound, nor forbidden tears.
Channeled worth, adhered by masks,
Contemptuously displayed,
The planets worth, in a grasp,
Neglected day by day.
Bring the man a dollar, sifting in soliloquy,
Rested on your shoulder, his heavy head it sleeps.
Righteous not of true deceit, falling like the leaves.
In seasons missed by greed.
Oh unvirtuous disease.