Vice Poem by Robert Rittel

Those who acquaint themselves to that face,
and feel too ridiculed to embrace.
Learn its lessons, pass through and conquer,
hold sincerity by an golden anchor.
Progressive truth the water of life,
the natural sound and thought is virtues strive.
Captive love by choice the struggle towards peace,
unravel the knot of attachments and observe the cease.
Penetrate that spirit by all means,
then the almighty soul has inherited genes.
The body of love creates reciprocity,
providing mental wise health beneficence.
The mental cry of freedom leads to another captivity,
the path of true discipline leads to liberty.
The shadow of vice is evident but not existent,
the light of the truth the only consistent.
Genuine is the sincerity,
the noble heart and its charity.
To be wise by tolerance,
is the greatness of life's endurance.