Semantics

Who can hide within the walls of truth?
Unseen, and drink deep from its roots?
The quality of an undefined youth,
And an age which profits not, of wealth and fruits.

But that of success, semantics merely,
For what is less,
When none holds comfort so dearly,
As him who chases success?

Beauty, the abundance of luxury denied,
And happiness, the victor, an incoming tide,
And, falling headlong, she lays beside,
The pursuit of joy, with nothing to hide.

Final completion; the foreign mouth.
Unfounded in family; children or wife.
Not north or east, not west or south.
But love…better than life.

For who can say, “happiness merely?”
When one such tongue defines vanity clearly,
And holds dear the luxury of ignorance,
And blindly drinks the poverty of affluence.

And drinking deep the disease of debt.
Building on the compromise of sheltered regret.
Protecting secrets, already known,
Freedom of conscience; a seed to be sown.

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