grant me permission to persuade myself
that passion over reason knows what's right.
remind me that to think about all else
will serve only to complicate my plight.
i've seen it all before, but can't recall
when facing new confusion, how it goes;
i hoped i'd learned something this time, or all,
but once again i stare down doubt, who knows
he has me firmly in his grasp. alas,
i cannot trust what i have learned thus far,
for truly i have not learned it. my past
forbids sole faith in passion--reason mars.
i wish i could put all concerns to rest,
but painful things i've lived say reason's best.
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