The promise of practicing is always kept,
Making the mutable monument of our method,
That clears uncivil clouds for cultured civilization,
By repeating repetitions that Render Reality,
Which fold fully to practice fateful fall.
The practice of promising is always unkept,
Making the murk around Method’s Monument,
That screens salvation with savagery and slavery,
By repeating repetitions that Render our Reality,
Which fold fatefully to promise future fall.
Lest we forget.