Healer, heal yourself when with wounded pride
Your allies leave you to rot and die
Fighter, fight yourself when ego rises high
Your enemies watch you hate and lie
Preacher, preach yourself when words fall false
Your emotions make you forget your cause
Teacher, teach yourself when your mind fails
Your memories of pain begin to assail
Leader, lead yourself when your followers slow
Your empty leadership is all you know


Penned by my hand on Closday, the 1st of Midsummer, in the year 502 MA.