Let me see
With clear eyes
The fruit of certainty
Once more grown
Solely for its
Use;
Have doubt condemned
To auction house
Events,
And wisdom freed
From the rescue home
It’s come to rest in.
Let me see
With proper eyes
The point of man recited,
And understanding
Threaded through
Our leader’s needles;
The call to arms
Announced with
Open hands,
And any tears
Inspired by a new
Recruitment drive.
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