Poor trouble
So survived by call's
Of heeded bitterness in a world
Taking a savagery to task's of all

Savior's guidance, making ask, done
Is the breadth of moment's
Collecting a which, in the cope we have just begun?
With a touch for calamity, given senses

Pace's of courtesy
Sharing a whole courage
For the spirit we convene, simple history
For a qualm to interrupt, is life stranger?

Timid confirmation, sincere appoint
To instinct, a question of proponency, a misery
Here to hold our vices, a lucre and premonition's sordid
Were we the conscience of a wish, lost to history?