This shattered spirit's atrocious desire To crouch in cloisters'corner in Satan's erotic attire To kill a million people,preach God's prayer And pinch the baby's defenceless dangling dimples This madness towards ruining the bare skin This savage pose of grasping the chaotic dagger keen This harrowing hatred towards their physical voice When they read Shakespeare with their famous reason, It's Life understood by man in his most desperate hour When he embraces her but in the name of Love and knows gnashing his teeth tamely together He is Hers His Mother's Son forever.