Fire in the bones

Question every doctrine for what is right
Good faith should doubt what all humans say
Rage, rage against the death of true light

Wise men know not to avoid the fight
True knowledge comes with a price to pay
Question every doctrine for what is right

Good men are not tricked by pamphlets bright
Or empty deeds done for a single day
Rage, rage against the death of true light

Wild men who let passionate thought take flight
won’t adhere to stale or traditional way
Question every doctrine for what is right

Grave men, who mourn for our blinded sight
pray for eyes like meteors and voice to say
Rage, rage against the death of true light

And you, my dearest friends, climb to such a height
And curse it, and bless it, to so fiercely pray
Question every doctrine for what is right
Rage, rage against the death of true light

Based off of a poem by one of my betters, for one of the ones I love the most.

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