Divide

Divide your principles
Your morals
Your beliefs
Your very being
What do you have left to show
Nothing more than a pitiless
Despicable
Creature of the dammed
If I become such a thing
I hope to learn shame
Dignity
And fear
That this dissevering conscience
Shall have no control
Or feel
Neither love
It will live to slither the seems
Bed it's beasts
And keep any from true happiness
Any half right minded
Knows this life is a waste of time