Reconciliation

O, brethren
I am with penury of heart;
beguiled by power,
enslaved by materialism,
twined with selfishness and vengeance.
Fraught of ecstacy and pride.

My soul is ponderous.
A decade to uproot the weeds,
to awake from somnolence,
to incinerate the wickedness.

With your saber,
burn down the palisade.
Oust thy apathy.
Defy the lure of sapphire.

Cure thy abyss of shame,
Resile the goodness.