I will not be defeated, I will not be defeated though I am broken on time I am lost I will not be broken though mountains be raise in the sea I will strive, there is no life beside the one you have now. I am ready to make my amends at any time to tell the creator of all things I am his to be rewarded not with glory without thorns but the nails of their scorn, they rough me up and make me a slave to decisions I make in the course of the day I am ready you see to make power meet thee and thy house be a stone amidst calm oceans not seas for the ocean of my heart is a sonnet for a child that can be sang amidst lovers of scorn and disdain. The hate for my life is my cheating my wife, she drew my blood and made me ripe for the picking of the night. You cast lots to see how I will die now I know it was life rhythm slow they could not defeat tow I gave luck his own chance to get payment advance atm Sri the extent of my tie.