To truly
Command
The acceptance
Of truth
With willful
Embrace
Of its burden
Of proof
And freedom
To think
With a presence
Of mind
Where no
Precedent
Lies
To boldly opine
Unfettered
Not tethered
To fear’s
Phantom mime
In weather
Tempestuous
Calming and kind
To choose
Paths shone
Virtuous
Of our
Volition
When faced
With the gravest
Of selfless
decisions
To look
Beyond
Boundaries
With sound
Sight
To see
Without our own
Ego’s affliction
We are free
To learn
From mistakes
We must bear
Consequence
Acknowledge
All factors
Of its circumstance
Whilst disregarding
Frivolous
Dalliance
And focusing
Efforts
On things
Relevant
To offer
Oneself
Without pretense
Surrendered
To harbor
No thought
Of contempt
Erring tender
Toward life
Which exists
Outside that
Of our own
Attending
The home
One should ne’er
Shore alone
To listen
So that we
Might then
Understand
The magnitude
Of all fates
Since wrought
By man
To requite
The status
Usurped
By frail men
That brazenly
Preaches
Of false
Creation
Casting such
Shadows
Whose ire
Knows
No bounds
The burden
All women
Are forced
To live
Down
For bearing
The gift
Men would
Deem to revere
Presented
Through patriarchs
Pandering fear
And once
Verity
Avails our
Conscious grasp
Our love
May be worthy
Of woman
At last
Max, or Not 