A fight against the stream,
Is not certain to entail,
A cold and stubborn heart,
Or a vain, malicious rebel.
So too it would be rash,
To generalize the other way,
And assume the rogue is just,
Making choices as he may.
The key is not the fight,
Tis conviction from within,
Inspired by the Holy Spirit,
Or temptation from Satan.
Thus aspire to know,
What forces influence,
The passions of the heart,
And flow without hindrance.
For we live within a time,
None thinks himself a pawn,
Humanism at its worst,
Ground the enemy may have won.
First we must admit,
Our weakness to this theme,
A plight of self-delusion,
Ignoring our tendencies.
Choice is not removed,
There is responsibility,
But we are not as objective,
As we think we may be.