None Can Make A Soul lyrics

They never are happy

Always full of jealousy

Ever enviously so

Forever spiteful

Nothing is pleasant

None can make a soul

Nor make it understand

It will only polish

If it wants to progress

Alive in a fanciful land

But a bitter being

Cannot see good nor fair

Nor view the wonders near

It will not smile, nor grin

It's black with sorry soot

The grime that denies light

For the birth of the soul

That comes in true time

Being self soullessly then

Is to be but an animal...

For none can make a soul