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