1. They said to us Isaac died so I said to them
This is the remedy that cures folly

2. If he died he died without loss or regret
Or if he lived he lived without morals or manners

3. From him a slave learned to hold his head high
Betrayed a friend and slipped treachery into intimacy

4. And swore a thousand dishonest oaths
Cast off like spear tips in battle

5. I've always known him to be an ape without a tail
Empty of valor, full of greed

6. Like a feather in the wind, falling
Never settling in one state of restlessness

7. His palms engulf his cheeks, and his shoulders
Cloaked in the stench of his sweaty socks

8. So ask his murderers how he died for them
Whether by blows or ripped limb from limb

9. And where the sword struck that specter
With neither head nor body nor neck

10. If not for villains and some resemblance
He'd be an infant wrapped in rags

11. His talk bothered many who saw him
Grating on ears and eyes alike