All the things you call me,
I admit, I have once been.
Any pain you feel for me,
Is all of my own doing.

All my complaisance,
My aggression; Suffering long,
I Know now, the cause;
Everything that was wrong.

Self righteousness over modesty.
Of myself, a forceful expounder.
Eminence devoid of morality.
To be refined and not to flounder.

Humble and quiet humility;
Beautiful virtues of ones own critique.
Sowing personal strength of longevity,
Ones gallantry, others may seek.