
Rueth the humanly outcasts
No envious transgressions
Shall shadow their path
Traveleth they
As if in a desert
Where water
Like empathy
Is scarce
Thine innate riches stripped to the bone
Guilty!
Of economic hardship
They traverse the region
Looking for shelter
Helter skelter
To lay their weary head
And protecteth their tools
Reminiscing of their titles
As a brave knight
Protecting his sovereign
Dreaming against the dread
Devising the grand master plan
To revival!
As the breaker of the bread!