Super Ego , the dodging corpus spirit
Of the mind - an ancient tree,
Contrives to be evasive and free
From the bearing active shoulder , to quit
Escape and resume hanging upside down,
Always to perpetuate and foil
The inner turmoil , task and toil
On purpose, of the ruling crown
Committed to conscience rational and strong;
The ego puts in efforts invincible
Though is occult horror evincible;
With patience all dictates doth prolong
And conclude with judgments just:
Firm is the spirit of the dead
And formal goes the corporeal head:
Both foster Equity in unison most,
For all that the ethical values stand;
The dead world is not lost to ignore
Nor does the extant complement adore;
May it be Hades, Heaven or the mid-land.
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