We look from gloom couldn't see afore worried we became Eccentric and despondency became our friend We couldn't see We unveiled and hat on We rejoiced and merry Alas! A thorn in hat Erosion of blood gully down We bath in our joy of agony We comfort another This is but for a while We dine with our trespasses We bade farewell to the night Hoping for a dawn of uncertainty We left as we came @Oladecious Ade