Effulgent my future now unfurls before me
As dallying dawn doth soon become day
Ere long, these fair dreams, radiant beams
will in darkness be drenched and in anguish decay
Effluent my past is recast, and alas!
Each saccharine fiction soon follows
The brain my pen gleaned
Towards tumult hath leaned
Once brazen, my hope is thus
By despair swallowed