Once done , we cannot undo , shadows remain , in silent doom. Kills the spirit , like ants they devour, fragments of grace we struggled to build in the first place. Constant and steady removal of good , the shadow grows larger , till there is no good. Hidden behind reproaches , eyes that tell all , forgivness gives way ,and night will fall. So as we procede , in these words do take heed , once done , we cannot undue.