A LITTLE RHYME FOR MYSELF

I've been obsessed
With things before
But these obsessions
Are mine not more.

There is no truth
That can't be reasoned
Dogmatic faith
Is not but treason.

The laws of nature
We all abide
Can the laws of men
We all decide?

Hearts full of vanity
I shall despise
Aiming to grow
Of age well wise.

'Cos fame and glory
Shall not dictate
A happy soul's
Fortune and fate.