The Remorse Of A Virion: So Let Mercy Wash What I've Done Poem by Otega A

I'm menacing & malicious!
My form & my carriage
Are flags of despair in whirl winds!
But despite my evil drifts & my looks
I only wanted to be a silent companion.
So let mercy wash what I've done.

I'm deceitful & depriving!
My traits & my chronicles,
Are flashes of black murmurs in awed silence!
But despite my evil thoughts & my deeds,
I only wanted to be a passer on quiet roads.
So let mercy wash what I've done!

I'm a devious havoc and a haze!
My rage and my afflictions,
Are panics that wear brave warriors!
But despite my evil vents and my kills,
I only wanted to be a hushed survivor of extinction.
So let mercy wash what I've done.

I place myself no less than I'm known
And my gives, are myself not forsaken.
But the blames are not a burden I must bear,
For I never saw myself able to fulfil all my needs
When I took off as a walker of lonely paths.
I evolved as a necessity, not intent.
So let mercy wash what I've done!