Spell of Genuinity

“Travels in my veins, the blood of Eden, I believe
Howsoever little of it, the fluid of hope flows, I hope,
Howsoever little of it, its elixir of redemption will cure,
Howsoever has my spirit is dirty, I’ll try through,
by actions and self-reflections to make it pure,
And for truth I’ll seek path of patience, I’ll endure.”