Black and White Do Not Make for a Boring Image

[refisher]

Know what my mom told me
Pretty sure it’s true
Just a little miffed because the others bleed through

Nietzsche I’m not fond of,
Standing firm, midair.
Sarte ’s a little strange, thanks to Freud’s questionnaire.

But then there’s Bertrand Russell
Who argues quite well
Along with the Rationalists

Immanuel can’t write such poetry like Boethius,
Who consoles my misery akin to antidepressants
Ink strewn across a plain, off-white page
Beautifully displays the words of a wise sage

Know what my dad showed me
Through his works of truth
Just a little miffed because the others bleed through

C. S. Lewis flows all throughout my mind
Even atheists know Jack’s got an eye
Ink strewn across a plain, off-white page
Beautifully displays the words of a wise sage

A strive for the virtues makes one good
A life of the virtues makes one better
Philosophizing King, I need words to sing
Allah sent too many after me
Nirvana’s just a drop into the sea
Heaven all alone I can’t achieve
What if nothing’s all there is to be?

Feeling a little agnostic
Maybe I have lost it
Line   Might I have crossed it?
It’s turtles all the way down, Sophist

I’ll trust the words in me, planted by a God
Such a Supreme Being must give me my thought
Ink strewn across a plain, off-white page
Beautifully displays the words of the Wise Sage