What guards and gates
did barricade;
what dullness scraped;
did my mind made;
for living's fate,
did come to fade;
have it the bait
did myself played;
that cursed so late;
did never saved;
but all for sake
did my soul prayed;
for now, I'll wait;
did no hands laid;
but begged for mate;
did heavens slayed.
