The folly

Open lips, light breaths with heavy content,
Truth slips out from the mind that's been its convent.
Never intended to reduce the importance of your lament,
I only hope your intent, was more than to just repent.

There was a call, and the call became abrasive,
Surrender and suffer were the terms, so persuasive,
Exclusive truth where relativism is so pervasive,
In a world of invulnerable people this is a bit too invasive.

Maneuver evasively away from the arguments berating me,
Looking under every rock for another vindicating me,
Nothing new is under the sun,
Indicating that with the darkness, I must be one.