LIFE IS NOR MINE TO JUDGE

01 LIFE IS NOR MINE TO JUDGE

The amassing, made me old,
Nor the ages I bide,
Or the things to be told
Nor destined to hide
I thought it was at the kingdom.
When the dilemmas could not end
Only told about the diurnal of freedom
Pressing me dejected to a friend
Tight, and oppressing
I erudite to bare nor a chide
Yet it was so depressing
Taking a fare of an easy ride
Its title so rough
Not a word could bid enough.