That thou hath born such grief my heart doth weep
For though it be said that I loved dearly
So suffer’d friend as brav’ry fell asleep
Hearts hath shattered, smashed so cavalierly
This love loss offends all human reason
For thine offense, tis thy casing, thine own foe,
Which hath held all brilliant minds for treason,
By princes wielding an unjust deathblow
Anguish and civil brawl upon our streets
Hath become the unheard voice of abuse,
Where bowels of corruption distrust excretes
And vexed frustration mounts, and ne’er retreats;
For unfair hate past tis bound to repeat.