Bless My Fate...! ! ! Poem by Milova Matthias

Day by night and night by day oppress'd
Wearied of toil, debarred the taste of rest
And rivals at either end against my reign
Faltering our consent of love, still I dare not complain!
Life and men both shook hands to torture me
And blood and tradition had it no cool
That daily's day extend my ache of thee
So longer, and grief's strength were a pool
This happened, to mock the me for ever desiring
Such beauty and love that came from heaven
To sullen earth and men like me uprising
From the pit, who never have found a safe haven
But it is a sacrifice that I alone in my state
Must make, if to love thee I wish or bless my fate.!