It’s not insanity
that turns you
to unbecoming.
It never is madness,
really.
What makes one
no longer be
is sacrifice.
But how?
Isn’t sacrifice a virtue?
It’s an action—
loyalty and empathy are.
Sacrifice is never a virtue.
Especially if
the trade is too
far-fetched a deal to be good.
Humanity is a price—
so are principles,
promises, and whatever else.
Nonetheless, the price
may be weighed on a scale
for the lesser evil
between two goods.
Sacrifice, as an action,
is what causes one
to lose being.
There are heroes
who long became villains
without knowing their folly
in the name of heroism,
flown with misdirection
of senses and empty unrhetorics.
The hero becomes not one
when he sees himself a hero
while there are those who do not.
So does a human unbecome
when he sees himself still one—
though he is becoming not one.
Worse still is the human
who is lucid all throughout
his unbecoming.
He was given a choice:
to choose or to obey.
Neither grants him satiety,
and both deny him humanity.
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