Modern materialism makes despair, the tragedy of depriving the focus, to become victors in life.

DESPAIR NO MORE.

Despair no more, darn and mend to marvel the fine fare,
Down in the valley, brooks behold the bracing cool air,
Damper not, gear up course, never drown in the downstream,
Deserts conserves beneath the sand, the rich reserves of oil stream,
Despair, no more, no gain to anyone.

Willows creaks in the wind so wild, wield the shots in the game,
Withering leaves in seasons, slowly gleaming green to gaze,
Windows shut in rain and thunder, sunshine breaks to open gleam,
Wavering thoughts in despair, like waves in ocean gaining gale,
Wither not to despair, no gain to anyone.

Life’s gain turns pain, by perseverance alone, pain turns gain,
Live life lively, turning pain in to pleasant gallantry gain,
Languish not in disarray, dismay, dismissal and vain,
Leaves lavishes to linger lovely blossoms in sun and rain,
Linger not to despair, no gain to anyone.