A ghost, his magnum opus, In the least, a pilgrimage for his poise. Ignorant of his true aptitude, Swindled by the noise. Unique respect from the shadows, And a reverence by Her Secrets, The jury his bane as he exited in pain His soul torn to pieces. A scene to be seen For never has it been done; This dream I dream The rebellion of one. Respect Law For Law has spoken If your word is Law Let Law be broken. I am simply just a just simpleton, Remaining in the beginner’s mind, Mindful of the remaining beginners. For experts know not what expertise is for. - iq