Lesson Learned

When pain and torture only dwell,
Between your heart and holy hell.
Layout your soul, lay it bare,
Before the reaper, without a care.

For trust a fool to know indeed,
The masked man's one and only creed.
"True meaning was, once achieved,
But now from mothers womb, you are bereaved."

Now from this tale, aye learn it well,
A morals told, kiss and tell,
When in darkness, you're plainly steeped,
Bring light to shadow, to allow good sleep.