Desire

Tap it hard in their souls
Let it mar the innocent wood
Make it beat into their conscience
Pierce their moods with the truth

Exhaust the lie out of his heart
Sound the facts with a stare
But discard the pleading glare
And break the air with the verdict.

Shout the dire penalty
Permit her wishes to transpire
The assuring gavel; causes her to fire
For it birth her desire.