ANXIETIES

Long thoughts of the ages outpour

Tears that ravages life re-occur

Like capuchin friars on the mount

Of thorns bid under the hot eye ball in bount’

Bestride the threshold

Deep sown in groaning thy moment uphold

Forgotten each moment as history

Think less down the sloppy mystery.

Contemplating anxiety that lay waste

Recoiled ideas well paste

Thou the perished beyond ever lasting

Breathing in the thighs of live undiluting.

Sorrows hanging, old predicted

Life piled on that deep restricted

Mourning lies want to you

Forgotten long the lines in a moo.

Thou wilt resurrect

Sufferings old predict

On the minds of the anxious

Who rode on the life of luxurious.