Creator is not who I had thought, as evil is sometime concealed, Rationale within my mind fought, time and again was appealed. Conclusion now achieved, as I'm certain with my fair proof, What I once had believed, was certainly askew and aloof. With knowledge freedom is earned, with wings on it's side, When something new is learned, confidence starts to glide. The world seems to make better sense, and mysteries lessen once more, Inquiries have now become past tense, as reality has replaced folk lore. Freedom to all souls who read this note, may you no longer be repressed, Here's hoping you're not stuck behind the moat, and your spirits will be blessed.