
World is world though I shan't be what I'm
Myth, reality builds it, it's another mayhem
A day's draft is worth a day, life is a swept gem
Fine feelings vanish; enough souls don't whelm-
the dooms, and lied my life behind all of them
Lone land, lone life, moving time is my false mind
Ponder I my vexed thoughts, a cipher in the wind
Nor I'll be back, nor I ever walk, it's a notional kind
Killing the ego, there I go where the life has best bind
with myself ever I live undisturbed, ever world behind