Dilemma Of Man

'...Surely there are men who have made their art
out of no tragic war ...
 
 Those men that in their writings are most wise
 own nothing but their blind, stupified hearts'.
 
                  -William Butler Yeats
 
 
A man had walked within a creed
Holding hands as mercy bled;
Every known within a seed
Unshelled as such to earthen bed.
 
Sweet within his concept lie
Her temperaments for his reply;
A man removed from sustenance
Is never brought from countenance.
 
Timorous, that chaff of reed
That any man undone could bleed;
To lift a voice as soft as Eve's
And wanton, fall upon his knees.
 
But greater things beyond him lie
Within the air of fairest sky;
And to his will they too must die
Wherein lives his future bride.
 
So, to measure by his rule
Surly ways begotten of fools;
A fool in love is greater than
What monument is God in man.
 
          .....