Just as I thought
It could not be worse
Assuming the binds
Have loosened and slacked
Relaxing a bit
And slightly I slant
To rest from the pains
That hover at bay
And what a relief
To finally see
The total recall
Of all I will be
Restored and returned
Beyond my compare
Fast-forward I was
Above where I fell
So now I arise
From pity to pitch
And fulfilled I am
By He who made me.
