Time was when the Will was fallen
But the Wit was erect.
Then Satan sent Capital
To rectify that defect.
Now, Wit is bonded to owner Will
In lucrative pursuit,
Keeping conscience at decent length
When a bargain is afoot.
Not till an exhausted mother earth
Comes to a final halt
Is Wit’s surrender to Will’s delight
Set to somersault.
And then there will be neither earth,
Nor bewitching market place,
No chips, seductions, stocks and shares
Only Damnation’s terrified face.
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