The real'ty you see?
Where things can change at the drop of a hat,
For there's no unity,
One must be prepared for revolution,
The rug could e'er be pulled,
'Less you don't mind jumping, one to th'other,
Then all connections of heart must be dulled,
Or p'haps you have faith in another force,
Those things you cannot see,
Grounded, instead, in the heart's connections,
To face adversity,
That's e'er a certainty,
But what's real's only clothed by sensation,
So, you're still dulling a propensity.