MIRAGE-(a school poem)

Far-sight Sought Sore,
Truth In Itself Painful As The Demon
Yet Noble In It Majesty.
Freedom Not As Free As It Character
As Liberty Possess its Own Snare.
Lit Me O Imbalance
Paraventure I May Find Solace For Fall,
Courage For Explicity
And Wisdom In Puzzle...
Chess-nut Me My Noble Fancy For In You I Birth Expression,
How Fate Toss And Toast Faith,
Little Test Doth Mighty Weight...
Fate But A Trick Bag Thus Cloth,
Hear And Sight Thou Possess Overflow,
But Void Thou Hath In Understand,
Slow In Motion