Magnanimous - Means End

The mind is a lonely place to be

When one’s soul’s quaint, honestly

I’ll accept your kind words

Only because you offer nothing more

What greatness can be left

When flatterers humble themselves

And humble men are only flatterers

Honor and happiness

Awaits only those who do great deeds

'Tis nearly vulgar to triumph over

The insignificant

Still, what makes one great…

When nothing is truly significant?

Strong when facing power

Considerate to the weak

Forced by necessity

To show one’s love and hatred openly

Instinct and logic simultaneously

Destined deterministic great souled man

Simply has no choice

The mind is a lonely place to be

When one’s soul is quaint, honestly