There's no other to grieve your lost hope, It's for you to face and cope; With life's various despairs by yourself alone, And alone must, wrestle and have it won; Family would smile with you but for a moment, And no friend could vouchsafe for you on Day of Judgement; For so many will come 'round you for embrace, Yet on your own you must ride on life's every chase; Though we rejoice in hope on every new morrow, One couldn't care less for his own brother's sorrow!