You devious young man
Sneaking away
To catch Naaman's
Retinue
The glint of
Treasure
Blinding
A taste of glory
That your master
Refused
Like a mirage
Never yours
When I peer into my soul
I hope to see a
Hero
Some great man of faith
Instead
Through the desert dust
I see you
White
Leprous you
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