Some wish to be famous and seek out fame

I understand this and cast no kind of blame

But, for me, I wish a life of balanced proportion

Not one lived like some sort of social distortion

Like Leonardo Da Vinci’s Canon of Property

This has always been right for and to me

My model being a fleshed out Virtruvian man

Living this out the very best that I can

In a blend of science, music and muted art

Living as much by my mind as my heart

Pen and ink detail my life’s simple geometry

Wishing for more but needing the symmetry

Maybe its a matter of universal composition

Or maybe it’s just down to this human’s disposition