The first time I came around
I learnt about pain
I learnt about pleasure
But I squandered the hours
The days, weeks, months and years
Gratifying the basest of my mortal desires
The second time I came around
I learnt about hubris
I learnt about humility
But I defied all I’d learnt
Became the product of my egotism
Preaching to all when I should have been silent
The third time I came around
I tried to be better
I tried to be simpler, purer
But I spent too much time
Congratulating myself for being good
I let vanity and pride overwhelm everything
The fourth time I came around
I yearned for paradise
Searched the world for it’s gates
I wasted an entire lifetime
Without ever finding the right path
When it was right behind me all the time
The fifth time I came around
I sat and watched the world
I let it drift pass my eyes and mind
Without feeling any sadness
Without feeling pity or anything else
Except a deep rooted, unexplainable smugness
The sixth time I came around
I learnt about anger
I learnt about passion
I raged at the powers that be
Ranted at the very moon and the stars
Without understanding where my anger lay
But the seventh time I came around
I recalled all I’d seen
Every excursion to the pit
I forgave myself all the wrongs I’d done
And I gave away all I had to lesser people
Then let the world take me away forever more
*A Lazarus Pit is a fictional natural phenomenon in the DC Comics universe. They are primarily found in the Batman titles and are commonly used by Ra's al Ghul for their restorative powers