This architect of sorrow
Matches words to his reality
Ashen filter lets no light in
Stories counter every move

This happens when nothing happens
Deaf to the orchestra of reason

To feign a force of creativity
Blind to the truth
The stories now betray

This sorrow’s architect is broken
Wishes as predictions fail
Slave to faith and not to reason

Who mends a pattern unbroken
Who tends to the one unharmed
Who says your world is not real
Who questions why you feel