Futility begets abandoned hope And weariness an unprotected heart. Discouragement negates the will to cope While vestiges of happiness depart. Insidious and twisted, wicked aims Bombard your raw emotions endlessly. Deceitful, spiteful barbs attempt to maim And leave you softly sobbing breathlessly. But evil ogres pale before the truth So too the sting of venom now dilute Reclaim the treasured innocence of youth And show yourself prepared and resolute.
For you alone may slay the fiendish foe And bury him in misery and woe.