Quid pro quo,
Transients tell stories in trade for souls.
Mountains fall because of lack of sagacity.
Vagrants steal what they need;
But do they need what they steal?
Placid hearts bleeding,
Mine seems to fall from my chest.
Fake smiles; fake them for your
Own enjoyment.
Unintelligent, wisdom impaired?
Less sagacity for those fools who think they
Actually know what it is like to survive.
Try to take this and piece it
Together;
You don't know what it means.
Homo Sapiens without the faber;
The universe is set out for
Destruction.
You don't understand?
Neither do I.
Where's that sagacity now?
