Though born in captivity
Forlorn is inactivity
Men shout know they could
Went about doing good
Finding there still to show
What’s more forever try
Mind repair Will to know
Or moreover why
To balk a frown on empty
Irate in many orders
The gate had plenty water
I walk and found an entry
Entrance to the city
Water was first rate
Attention is within
Why order a worst fate
I fail again defensive
With walls and the fences
Pick grace and the amenities
Mixed race among the entity
To gain uncover veil
Two to one be your share
Maintain where others failed
Attain the unity there
In sin a savior stands
A shame the stuff of lies
Begin the native land
To gain because he tries
I may not get the answers
To stay a red-hot dance is
Pause in view to see
Is plausible agree