The Destitute's Wish

I had an abundance of all, shared my immense riches with all; I felt extreme joy, I walked tall... doubting my fall, doubting my fall! Stripped of pride, wealth and honor I wear rags remembering glamor; those dashing images of grandeur... are now terror, are now terror! Shivering as a destitute, smelling hot food and salivate; I beg along roads with smoke... I stay awake, I stay awake! I'm the one wailing and dying, not having anyone caring; come death, descend on my dwelling... stop my weeping, stop my weeping!