Erring-Divine Being
To forgive seems hard to man
For the hurting sake seems so electrifying
To those that live in the town
Correction will make them align
The bastard amidst thy clan
May tease your patience of what love assigns
And sometimes gets you frown
The one once thought the best you can consign
Hearty bluntness and poignant sadness span
In rage with the beautiful orientation of thine
Staging a probation of dilemma arid plan
Forever together for peace to dine
By heart, you are made whole
With grace, you free the bound
Of blessings, you cure your soul
That your heart wears not beyond
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