A Life In Retrospect and a Life Hoped For

The years increased and agéd now—between first birth and the burnt embers of my dotage— I yearned and pined for a God-like machine with which to vitalize my wrinkling image; my youth extinguished long before Life’s hour ran its course, I succumbed to melancholy as I loved not nor lived with Love’s great power within my lifetime—damned be this my folly! Only faith in a righteous, holy Son remains who shall rise to give me rebirth though youth and hale are gone and I’m undone by man’s hypocrisy upon this Earth. So, beloved, extend to me not your pity,— for my hope lies in God's Indemnity.