A Corleone

Made from revenge,
Indisicive yet unforgiving.
Change came to you as glory
Heaven departed from your reach.
Even in the face of disaster
All is well, you must persevere.
"Life is beautiful" crested in your heart.

Corleone, a name borne by you,
Only family mattered most.
Revenge became your cold breakfast
Leveraging only on your strength,
Everyone knows you to be a coward.
Only the death of the unfaithful,
None of consequence would befall such.
E, the last letter of the Don, Micheal Corleone.