Lower Your Voices

Lower your voices,
This is no place for foolish choices
Listen to the place inside,
Before you turn to run and hide

This is no time for you to ride
I've seen the way you rest inside

Speak'th now or hold thy tongue
What truth is this beneath the sun
What lies are sown by silky thread
Who has sown these seeds into your head

Less I speak in false mans tongue
What is the cost of this earthly sum
That thou have acquired beneath the scum

Thou in earnest have known thy best
Alas, you have failed me, in this humblest of tests

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