Truth

Who can redeem one sole life in dying?
Yet, thousands, through my life may find redemption

I cannot kill the sinner, save death
I cannot of my sins be freed, eternal

By the life we live, we create each our own example
That others may watch, and refine

Gleen something from my tarried existance
Cultivate qualities that escaped me

In a truth, there is contentment
and thus, an equal portion of dispair.