Vain woman! Pride without humility.

How dare you claim I need salvation?

You act like naught but a bleating sheep,

One of the numbed, sleeping masses.

From you I'd expected more. Better.

You have no excuse, my love. None.

With a mind as brilliant as they come,

You should be leading this revolution.

By my side, we could fight together.

While I'm a weapon, you're the spirit.

Why do you stray from your flock only

To bend for your corporate masters?

Are you afraid? I can provide for you,

The way nature intended it to be.

Trust me, my love. It is no illusion,

No house of cards. I can provide for

You, for a dozen children, and more.

Your beauty strikes me, body and soul.

Whether or not your body still weeps

For a child, my heart rests with you.

When we were young, before the

Liberal priests twisted your mind,

Do you remember how we dreamed

Of a house and hearth and family?

That ideal slumbers in your chest,

I can feel it when I close my eyes

When I press your head to my heart,

In this, my most precious fantasy.

Not all is lost. Not all is lost. Never!

I shall never give up on our true love.