Men are good for the most. Except when they are tempted by Anger and greed. Ambition and recklessness Fueling there gnash of teeth At spit and air. Men are corrupt. Except when they succumb To love. Laying down there arms and sickles Seeking out the peace Of comforts embrace. Now is the part where I tell You of honor. How you are blind to it Unless you open your eyes to it The faith in man we all Have. Not god but man. Not good but human. Not corrupt but new.