In a secret chamber of my heart
Where there’s no room for a lie,
Not even one small tiny part,
Where there’s found no alibi,
In that closely guarded center
Behind thick walls that none can scale,
Where deceit may never enter
And hypocrisy will fail,
There’s a truth that’s carved in stone,
One that took some time to chisel—
Monolithic, cold, alone—
Yet it makes my spirit sizzle.

Often have I, silent, prayed
The solemn holy words unspoken,
Words that I have not betrayed—
And to this day my faith’s unbroken.

Remember what you now shall read
Words you ne’er again might see.
Take them with you—pay them heed—
Reflect on them most carefully.

“Do not trust the words of others—
Parents, teachers, friends, or brothers.
Alone the wine of wisdom drink,
For truth comes but to those who think.

And when some people bully you,
Dictating what to think or do,
Fight them with the battle cry
That guards your mind with the sacred word: why?”