Sharp

Not smart but sharp
Fierce of mind and fearsome heart.
Strong of will to temper steel
And knows just where to start.

A sword forged in the dark.
A kindness now forgotten,
Corrupted thing a simple sin
Would seek to tear apart.

Not knowing where it ends.
A weapon forged to make amends,
To sever truths from lies,
To rip apart and rectify,
To bring about what's ceased to be,
And amplify through marked decrease.
A lease of life, a stay of death
But only for a moment's time
To steal the breath, with it append
The steel now purified.

Strong of will but short of sight
Fearsome heart and fierce of mind
And meets its end so sharply.