Beauty is sumptuous riders of uncertainty
Truth is no certainty, you under the lantern of reality
War is not irrefutable, givers of reason
You wonder why be reasonable, in oceans of treason?
Fights are necessary, dreamers of amnesty
Yet blessed with reason peaceful, do not receive cruelty
Peace is the courage, priests of satisfactions
Are as they as satisfying, holy transactions?
Fear is ever worshipped, guardians of the faithful
Dare not play with faith since it is job of the fearful
Words are for meanings clear, listeners of perception
Though it has been perceived their laughter has reception
Forgiveness is so vast, regiment of mercy
For each merciless soul demanding decree
where ferns now grow, in once cherished grounds
and jars and jars of muffled sounds
Truth is merely a decision, collectors of wisdom solemn
Between truth and notional apprehension common
And they say, beauty is sumptuous, riders of uncertainty
For happiness maybe peace in misery.