Him

Shall we invest our hearts in one so unclear
When our minds know of trickery and delusion?
He is one who rules
But with no Land
To install an Ideal
Which can content our investments
He knows no bounds
Yet sets them upon us
We are entrapped to which is caused by
our decieved minds
Would we be so grateful
If knowledge of a bitter End
come forth?
I am one who is tricked
However a certain extent of such faithful
heart has brought my mind to emptiness
Nothing interrupts my heartbeat
Nothing destroys my investment.