Later painting thy life of lust
In color like unto darkest night.
With hungry heart and spirit high,
Thou oft didst delve into Cicero’s Hortentius,
And give thy faith to Manichaeus,
Seeking to know evil and its source—
The ever pressing problem, eternally inscrutable.
After God all things good had made,
Yea very good,
A fearless fool hath said,