Hope with a practiced eye...?
Fall's and discipline in a universal tussle
With composure, to signify the kind
Told in certain language, are we a future in gains, to well...

To share in the know, a tale of unity
Spare to us, adroitly passing the recollected time
With the still churning fate and done, a reflection's key?
Was a heralded candor, the truth in candid trying?

A new covenant; a new hug...?
Depression is such a finality loosed, a race with bidden shares
Meant to urge the next of kin, the lengths I took to love
Are, a harrowing heed, that has come to these with our cares...

Mention in a row, of could, the name be yours and mine?
Showing the sorts of life and liberty, does a lot expect about a tear?
Waiting on the course, the view, of a righting mind?
Going through the motions to understand a whole reply, with the notion of fear?

Ten fingers to explain an unction of kind, yet the share of ordeals?
And else, the spare timidity to grasp a duress's idea...
Thrown the light of compliment, and the adage of politics, a future war?
With but a universally given past, that has a help for decency's freedom, begun?