I Know A Man
I know a man, and I know you do
Ever with the books, but greying a fool
For what is he whose light reveals not his folly -
when he beholds all supernal, the craft of fancy?

I know a man, and I know you do
Calls a young man to himself with a lowered lorgnette
"I am enlightened", brags he, in deception's net
and invites him to a banquet of knowledge untrue

I know a man, and I know you do
Drunk always in his chamber as his manner is, with reason
Calleth God to his knees to be forgiven
Doeth he, by folly, enthroned upon an oaken stool

I know a man, and I know you do
that looks upon the Holy Writ with an evil eye
His worship abides with them that attends him the lie
and knowest not his life is named nothing greater a vapour, morning dew

I know a man, and I know you do
growing all the wiser, the way of perdition
yet do I owe him prayers for sight anew
weeping against the desires of hell on knees broken

- Martins Deep

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