We have come to the time of reckoning.

Let the chips fall .

Leave them where they lie.

If I lose everything.

It will be to repay.

Innocence raped.

The cost.

And what was taken away.

Burn the world to the ground.

If you must.

To stop this screaming sound.

Justice is a long slow walk.

It is for the victims that we fought.

To recognize what we lost.

When we went the wrong way.

(A profane poem for profane times)