Profitless Fortification

1 Dispel the darkness frightful in the prideful, hardened mind feigning greedily to be kind... who in the secret, inmost soul runs as a clueless, aimless mole. 2 Dispel the darkness tenacious the fulsome bag of tricks mendacious the itch to treat brethren as a target to be meanly, voraciously used, mistreated or for self-interest abused... 3 Dispel the dark burdensome the cranium that's not fearsome of its cockiness and blindness hard-hat, stubborn as a mule unknowing of dress code of a fool... 4 Dispel the heart dimness engrossed in self-seeking grimness taking life from self... a feeble elf... with buried heart in self, laid to rest love... entombed... by self-created gloom... Oh, The Omnipotent One, drive out all self-deceptive doom.