*You hold a mirror to your times and group,
obliged to hoist the colors of your troupe.
No comprehension is implied by your
allegiances. You walk along the shore,
exactly mirroring its curling waves
as in a graveyard you reflect its graves.
You’re powerless by nature to do Good
or Evil, only to reflect the wood
if walking through it, dark or otherwise.
What connoisseurs! You only believe Big Lies.
* I regard determinism as something which applies only to a substantial subset of the human population.
