Dear Circumstance

Dear Circumstance

by Kean Riber

Dear circumstance
Bid me not to say goodbye
It feels not right
Indeed it hurts my pride
Spurs my guts to turn inside

Dear circumstance
Exert not your power over me
I feel not to bow
Let me just for once be free
For this my soul will be my fee

Dear circumstance
Have you knowledge I do not?
I feel not wrong
Tell me not these ties to cut
Oh! how wicked feels this plot!

Dear circumstance
Ask you me not to disagree?
I see your point
Bid you only to benefit me?
To turn my life from glom to glee?

Dear circumstance
I think to follow your aid
It pleases me not
Indeed my thoughts confused you made
I´ll abide, you left me no other slate

Dear circumstance
Your advice I now have taken
My feelings undecided
My heart to mind now a pagan
My fear that love forever be forsaken.