11 March 2013
Ruin has greatly captured my soul
I have discovered my heart is not whole
One can turn to many
With nothing to prevail
Ships can move from harbors
But only with its sails
A life of senseless meaning
Is a life of restless thought
A person cannot stand it
Till they finally have fought
But fighting leads to nothing
Again nothing to prevail
A hard life of plenty
Is a lie of one's great fail
Something To Prevail • Opuss № I