Away! depart
never come back
no more and yes never

you should be grateful
that I was gratious
your head spared
from the sport of
a knife

you should be honest
since your lying tongue
remains perched in
your lying mouth

you will remain
forgotten: your deeds
buried by your own hand,
your ventures
invented, stirred up
under a false cloud

As long as sunshine
basks fair over
rivers and hills alike
shall you never
entreat my presence.