I war with myself to stave you my wrath. For kindness to be deemed weakness None other followed my tedious path Judgement warrants retribution Of the careless or deliberate actions Your vanity and pride can not love purity and innocence Rule over them and put them away Any mercy or grace will not come from me. I speak for myself When I say I would rather see you down on your knees Humbled by the reality of your needs I would laugh at your desperate pleas Just as you have laughed at me Although it is not my place and I can not say what you deserve I know you will get what you are worth