Sickly's Last Request

Sickly sought a new facade, so
asked, of this to Inhibition,
"For a stanza, few, might I borrow yours
to continue my rendition?

"A new face to wear, a mask for her, of
fear, or hate, or doubt,
that preaches of, a reason just,
for leaving her without

"a whisper bye, to answer why
I've left her all alone;
to replace the blame she'll place in God,
all the mercy He has shown,

"as He sent me forth, to take
this bod, in, as well, its kin;
is it better if, for of her soul,
she blame you 'stead of Him?"