What they think
The good die young
The law a bad ruler
Young, a smart fashion
The judge a pervert verdict
Your priest a boastful sermon
The Christian an ignorant follower
An honest man an iron fist
Who else can best fit

Foolishness is welcomed
Their shame open fame
Wisdom is put to shame
Your mind, their words the same
Living the healthy sick
The civilized live a lie
Is this what you think
the broard way
the simple are a wrong fit

nothing is new ,all that has to be
says the teaching preacher
all rush, a state of confusion
the wise increase
wisdom suffers the loss
the truth is reality to the dead
the living are in the lie
the upper part give the greater chill
the lowly simple have to wait still

lust is become love
pity is their merciful liberty
compromise is turned to peace
his world divided like cheese
truth, taken from false standards
morality regarded as a weaklings guard
Nature speaks, the truth is not tired

This is the final matter
The order is not broken
truth, not forgotten
wisdom shall judge his elements
the simple have upheld his talents
the Good live longer
the law ,his rod lifted
the young is a learner
his judge speaks the upright verdict
the honest man stands in truth
let your thoughts change
a mind and your conscience gain
make a headway to the narrow way
your simplicity makes the best fit