May His heart feel at once
Every fiber of pain
He has given
To other creatures
Or to the land,
To this Earth that is
Your body, My Queen.
May he take it all
Into his chest.
If his virtue has been
Enough
If he has endured already
What pain the fates have assigned
May he then survive
If he has bypassed his fate
By torturing whoever he might
May he die by his own sins
As they come home to roost
In his small and cowardly heart.