The light's reflected,
Redirected,
Each degree, a changed perspective,
Heated by refined intention,
Set all the more aglow,

They fought like cats and rabid dogs,
And when I cast the light it showed,
The needs they cast beside their honor,
As if one could hide his woe,

But wait,
To each goes their own truth, if told,
So they all received a glow,
Unique to all their pain,
And so,
To each a different flow,

They each maintained I knew their pangs,
And stated this in plain refrain,
Expecting that the others would feel all the more alone,

But when the others said the same,
"He knows that I alone am sane,"
Suddenly it so became,
Apparent I withhold,

The fact I understand the same in friend as in a foe.