Eulogy To Dying Ignorance

The selfishness that drove me mad.
The path of destruction I went,
Always finding grief and unhappiness.
The flesh within me needed direction.
Shutting down, I didn't complain through it all.

My greatest threat is finding its exit through me.
The ideal faith is purging my evil ways.
Redemption fills us with joy.
Born into a status quo means a tough influence.
Hoping for it all, we can restrain ourselves for friendships.

Goodness and grace is a pursuance, the narrow path.
Status has been a father and stability, a mother.
Materialism is a shameful value, but we look for needs.
Our hearts must exit from its wounds and find peace.