Listen and on your mind place these words.
Where memory is at peace with globe events.
Unfasten your soul from this harness you life is besieged.
Come walk with me this passage before it becomes dusk.
Resist and utter not unjust complaints to Him above.
Foes don’t come up to man but man makes his own foes
Behold time, for it progresses and you will live to endure,
The subsistence of the sun and the cold winds:
The sun will consume to a cinder, but the winds,
Will sweep you off the ground to the sea, and
Your life will come to evaporate before the morning sun,
Like dew on rust winter grass.
Subsequently, ask me why I compel you, to violate,
Your profound silence and move your feeling.
It’s because the time is now and whatsoever might happen
From now, is given and was foretold.
Behold as it comes, forward it to the future as reference,
For the exit is more narrow and crooked.
Now run and climb up the hill, look to the sky,
Hail, protest into the soft night and dark.
Look up with abomination and gloom,
Your life is besieged, by fear and is a calculated step.
Your fear is your distress you can’t stand yourself anymore,
Look yourself in the mirror and watch your life reflect in bold.
It is as if you designed your own sword of which you will die by.
Your past life brings pain to your present (it is the remembrance of yesterday)
You should anticipate your misfortune and let them go but never lose hope my son,
Be strong, Man’s purpose is backward turned.
