Nuture Your Nature Instead Poem by Alfred Barna

What is within the nature of man, external / internal bound?
Which drives him to partake of the vilest of potions?
To become as locusts and lemmings without thought found
Nihilistic devouring and leaping into the darkest of oceans
Are we possessed of faculties of our own volition?
When barbarically tread upon sand castles we have built
Furrowing fatalistic inside our intuition
When upon altars of death all morality is kilt

Nature or nurture, the men of faith shall cry
Nurture or nature the men of science shall vie
All in all the shamans dance and the leaders will lie
Opportunity for more power, for them by and by
The more men profess their altruisms, the fewer we see
The greater the lies, and authority comes to destroy
Their secret conclaves if they were so beneficent and free
Then why hide knives in shadows to wait for your ploy

The battle is unseen for it must rage deep within our heart
The world will not change for we refuse to change this fact
We cannot change things without first changing our part
We stand upon a filthy stage, yet close our eyes for our act
We must have the courage not to seek out darker leaders
For such as those will only lead us deeper into ruin
The fertile ground is within us, we must become the seeders
Once this truth grows, then we can see what we are doing

Nature or nurture, the men of faith shall cry
Nurture or nature the men of science shall vie
All in all the shamans dance and the leaders will lie
Opportunity for more power, for them by and by
The more men profess their altruisms, the fewer we see
The greater the lies, and authority comes to destroy
Their secret conclaves if they were so beneficent and free
Then why hide knives in shadows to wait for your ploy