An absurd contention founded from wounded pride and an array of dashed hopes
Evidently harmless they sew the seed of mortal defiance in a heart willing to live
This heart,possessing ability of love and misery , disheartened and so discouraged from the nativity of a smile
The curve eluded an expression best attributed to a wait at the gallows
As a sense of sin swept across a watchful face awaiting the stroke of fate
Thus was his nature, beseeching change of himself.