Be all right towards me.
I'm deplorable, I know it, but
I've got some more to show, just if
you'd be kind and wait on me.
Given time from you,
I'd gather all my gratitude and
cultivate and sow, lay it at your
feet and hope you'd bend at waist and see it.
Please be understanding,
like I know you can; I've seen
you biting hands that feed for righteous
quarry on their knees behind you.
Lead me right by you;
even if I melt and warp, I'll still
be better when misshapen -
you'll be all right by me.