The Great Hollow Man

Still in progress , but when I get emotional , my mind starts to shift in a figurative speech

" Between the motion and the act , falls the shadow"-T.S. Eliot Hollow Men


What action would I have , as a forgiving sinner?
I am viewed as man. A man of compassion , love and all that is good
What a man , they say. 
But the truth knows I am a sinner deep inside. 
I have failed the father who I have forsaken.
I have failed my mother , who speaks insanity. 
I am a the pinnciple of greatness , but I am beggar

I am poor and rich and poor again , because

because I am hollow. 
Hollow! Hollow ! Hollow ! 
Each though I carry , echos in my hollow soul. 
My thoughts of ring over and over, but it is beautiful music.
However , the true beauty of my chorus of thoughts will not echo,

But rejoice in pure resonance when my true nature comes out.
Oh , sweet bliss it would be to hear my true chorus , but I am made of stone.
Stone is good. Stone is strong , but stone is cold. 
Wood is average . Wood is breakable , but wood can burn bright.
I can only hope that mighty armies might break my walls , les I be standing
in my form of stone.