When I Am Done (formerly Untitled)

When I am done,
          my candle burned,
to whom will I make my report?
Of what I found
          and what I learned-
          of goals attained,
          of falling short?

And effort?
          Was it given true?
Could I so state with upturned eye?
          Forgotten lessons-
          lessons new-
Did I attempt an honest try?

          And who will suffer?
Who will lose
if fear should motivate
          my soul?
And who will kiss the tender bruise
          should my desire
          be less than whole?