Sonnet 4 (song)

14.5.2015 So cold and meaningless it seems to me No vigor, powerless and without hope Forever on the slipperiest slope To hell for all intents that Man can see And purposes, we have none, I should know For never have I learnt to take my part And always have I lived with half a heart In fraction'd time it lightly did bestow Yet when you seldom give, you rarely get Is that the reason life's an empty glass? Is that your empty life that soon will pass? Is it the truth that all's not broken yet? A hellish tone for ears that sense this song To hell with that, I have been deaf too long