Odd Disparity stands alone, old desperate Grim,

Why doth thy shameless gaze shake my will?

Thoughts drift around in a vigilant cage,                   

Malignant time’s window, still a disdainful maze!            

Deception, my old friend, joins thee my foe;

 But I and Patience wait for Time; to know.

Destiny lures me, she lures me to learn,

That fear is crucified on my forehead firm.

Benevolent surge of opine did cause,                          

My defiance to fear my heart did lodge.

From the roars of yonder and unto the silence inside, I feel;

O’ agony look how my ignorance stands still!

Now I call upon my lament to solemn,

For it cannot be my courage that triumph can steal!

                          - End-