Manipulation

	The time for your escape
	Has come and gone
	What kept you here
	Save your own curious mind?
	You say you’ve seen too much
	And yet look on
	Where chaster souls would run
	You glance behind
	Have you no ministering angels
	To consult?
	I have no power to decide your fate
	The choice was yours
	But therein lies the fault:
	What good is choice
	When choice is made too late?
	What good is virtue
	But a thing to lose?
	What good are all the saintly attributes?
	We wear them on and off
	Whene’er we choose
	To correspond with fashion
	End disputes
	If you should think to speak
	Say but a word
	And weigh it well
	No explanation give
	To those who haven’t asked.
	What has occured
	Is nothing more than reciprocative
	Events without a price
	Nor penalty
	You’ve nothing lost
	That I can say I’ve gained
	You’ve acted out your part
	Adorably
	And for my part
	I hope I’ve entertained

	The time for your escape
	Has come and gone
	What kept you here
	Save your own curious mind?
	You say you' ve seen too much
	And yet look on
	Where chaster souls would run
	You glance behind
	Have you no ministering angels
	To consult?
	I have no power to decide your fate
	The choice was yours
	But therein lies the fault:
	What good is choice
	When choice is made too late?
	What good is virtue
	But a thing to lose?
	What good are all the saintly attributes?
	We wear them on and off
	Whene' er we choose
	To correspond with fashion
	End disputes
	If you should think to speak
	Say but a word
	And weigh it well
	No explanation give
	To those who haven' t asked.
	What has occured
	Is nothing more than reciprocative
	Events without a price
	Nor penalty
	You' ve nothing lost
	That I can say I' ve gained
	You' ve acted out your part
	Adorably
	And for my part
	I hope I' ve entertained