Their was a young man from a bad place, who inevitably let himself go to waste,
selling his soul and surrendering his grace, filth and scum he put in its place.
Along he went as best he could , never doing what he knew he should.
His actions always so afar from whats seen as good, with him set steaming an' still believing in his childhood.
for that was the blueprint that sent him forth- crippled and lame.
When faced with the choice he just stayed the same, until his deeds sowed the seeds- a fateful kinda fame
as word spread so grew his name, people talked and then cast their blame.
So what is a conscience if ignored, and how is it hidden - with blindness stored in hordes.
Cast first the Sinnless stone he that can afford, if you have never let one you love become the deplored.