Mine own selfish cares distract.
Perhaps making me, too late

I hear, I see you are in a place,
where questioning is the new normal.
You know there here be,
legions, armies of people,
whom you have touched, cored.
I am one,, who has floated on your river,
And was bettered for its cleansing.

Whatever it takes,
whatever I have,
beseech you,
beseech me!