It is a sin to know the hearts that give
And of owning one who perpetually profits
It is drinking wine before dawn
And shutting down while diligent
A mind strictly on one road
Ensconces an unbalanced head
For no one is focued
That is overdue and in it's last years 
The wine is drunken
Eyes are blind
For now you are seeing twenty
Of what you thought was one
Welcome
You've now hit the bottom


Poetry and stuff