Right Ways And The Wrong

There is a nighttime of dark and confess In the hearts that have followed love to decline When truthfulness have betrayed in bitterness And its mercy is in painful entwine Like the keepers of truth with many its choice Through years of right in visions of beauty As the song comes to air in its own voice Like guardian of aptness doing its duty Whatever is said in its ways to detain Like glass in eyes when they stare at nothing For much in beauties cloak is hinged to its vain Often at times therein only bluffing Right ways and the wrong in defenses are hid Like stones that are first in life's pyramid