Responsibility Revisited

Revenge: oh foul and spitting snake;
Erased - that should the creature be.
So dreams and visions once forsake -
Parlayed into a state of free.
Of many colours are we made,
Not one, not two, not three;
Susceptible ~ by much ~ to fade
Into Eternity.
But when we think that all is lost,
If we just stop to say:
Let bitter bygones be our cost -
Impending doom not ours this day.
To grasp the great is hard a feat
Yet to be great is to be complete!


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