02 Dec 2015 – Sonnet
The throne of reason? Yes, I do believe
they lavished such immodest boastings once
upon the Mind in ages so naive
that hearts were crowned the churlish Fool, the Dunce.
“The Age of Reason” was the world’s eclipse
and in that darkness still the cosmos lies,
where Fact’s the Whore that struts on all men’s lips
as Truth lies fouled in Ego’s fetid sty.
“The Play’s the Thing!” we heard, and deem it so
today, all men are playwrights, all their time
spent staying true to plotlines that they know
and never speaking one unscripted line.
Ah Reason, smirking princeling, perched on high!
Are you the Guide, or Father of all Lies?