Daily I sway
In their scowling shadows
Far above
The earthbound womb

In slanderous words
I coil
Braving their might
The scorn
Of their fearful refrain

By daylight’s hand
I sway and turn
Wrung dry
Depleted and cold

Extinguished too soon
By each foul
And tormented gust
Brimmed
With a greater despair