Ends and Means

"The end justifies..."

Means nothing

But 'wrong' labeled 'right'

An illusory light,

Exposing a long dark tunnel

Rhetoric's windy funnel

Clouding the true light,

Shrouded in confusion of night,

All for what should...

They say what could...

If we blind our foresight...

And if we try it just might...

But in reality will never be.

This means

Without a line of demarcation

Where end begins

Is itself End

And it matters, thus,

How we usher it in;

There's no just sin

After all, we're just men

And as we keep stumbling by

The best we can do is humbly try

To keep our best laid plans

From merely going awry