Orual's Justice (Part 2)

Twisted you have grown
In the clutches of conditional love
Your hideous face is not your undoing
Your lack of grace is the real ruin
Orual, your blood is sacred
It matters not where outward beauty is concerned
And matters more where your heart is positioned
To receive love and believe it
Not to doubt or dismiss it
To give love only from the overflow
To keep what is rightfully yours is never shameful
Do not throw away a gift
It is yours to keep not to thrift
You must accept the love you are given
You cannot be greedy
Demanding when and where and how much and from whom

I now pronounce your judgement:
Unclench your fists
Dispose of your sharps
Unveil your eyes
Soften your heart
Surrender control
Give yourself grace
Let all of Glome
See Orual’s face
Love and be loved
Not as with greed
Keep your own blood
and
Live as one freed

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