Repentant Soul
The striking pain-
who's to blame?
This worldly creatures praise.
The precious tears
just run like hell
'Twas caused by the disgrace.
While some endure
their future secure,
You fall in disbelief
how yours gave way-
in a flutter destroyed
now you dwindle in dismay.
Ephemeral is the world,
Eternal is the faith-
It is but unfortunate
that you,creature,
realised it too late.