PART 1
And now comes
A faithless sacricolist
A well accomplished
Hypocrite
A man who is a shadow
Of what he was meant to be
Celebrating the Holy Days
With a hollow heart
The guilt of a thousand
Missed chances
Threatening to crush
What's left of his soul
But he shrugs it off
Like so many other lessons
So caught is he
In his own morass
That he can't but help to fail
At the task
for which he was made.