When man attempts to chase the 

tail he never had,

to relive the past… live to his plenty,

as was found in Gad,

the days as understood in modern

terms, learned and fought,

to seek out honor, nobility and valor-

the high brow ever sought

but to sink back down in mire to the

low brow man does go,

nothing learned but his descent of

past twas come to know,

debauchery and lasciviousness the sparks

in the wind of fire…

mankind winds toward his own delights…

chasing his desire,

the look behind the revolving door keeps 

coming back anew…

the lessons taught when naught learned

until man’s days are through.