How much can three words mean?
How much can two eyes see?
How much can one heart plead?
How does my one heart proceed?
What does my poor heart need?
What does my pure art heed?
It does ignore my pure deed.
It can’t ignore my impure greed.
I can’t deny my impure scene.
I can’t defy my unsure routine.
Who will defy my unsure reality?
Who will steal my tainted mentality?
I will fear my tainted morality.
I will steer my own wheel.
I must remember my own ideals.
I must keep my words concealed.
I must keep these words dear.
I must save three words here.
I only need three words near.
I must hear three words clear.
What three words must be heard?