I cannot envision
such a superfluous existence.
Neither can my mission
enlist illusionist, tactician,
hustler or magician.
Superseding sweetness of simplicity,
Battle for true love with sincerity,
Honourable honesty with dexterity,
Struggling self for serenity.
This world may be our oyster
yet these pupils hunt for galaxies,
trespassing not in this visit,
beseeching hope of skies to gather me.