A three fold path for you to choose   Veer to the left that isn't right-you lose   The truth in the middle, that's beyond   Your reach , a conclusion forgone.      A tryst with destiny, to put it poetically   A wasted existence quite literally   Persevere and you might still learn   Alas! too late the damage is done   Leave in your wake the scars of the martyrs   Shed not in vain the tears of the blind   Kneel at the altar of thrice over one   We seek the trident.      Thoughtless you follow what's taught   What for? it's naught   It's never too late to learn   Else in flames you'll burn      A threefold path that you never chose   The veil now lifted, a ghastly recluse      Born to follow the path of the righteous   Stray from the norm, the truth shall prevail   Enter the temple of thought over faith   We seek the trident.