Sonnet: Someday, We Need Virtues

However selfishly we’d spent our days, ’Tis not too late to turn now selfless, man; However sinful we’d been in our ways, We need good deeds for health of soul like bran. However unkind we’d been yesterday, We ought to turn sympathetic henceforth; However pow’r-mad, we ought to someday Come down to earth and realize our worth. However dishonest in life we’d been, The truths will stare at us sometime surely; However slanderous we were and mean, Remorse alone can save our soul truly. However steeped in vice were yesteryears, We ought to practice virtues as death nears!