Sonnet - 121 Poem by Xavier Mandreza

At least in my Contribute for your Pray,
Your Current Foundation for Finance need
Though I be devoid of Cards for that Day
Least by Prayers fold your Benefits seed
That Support your Deserving Limbs allow
And let those with Means generate your Funds
With mine touch Spirit; Fuel Souls enow
Enough for your Goal sate those Wounded Hands
And let such Divine recognise your Fate
As Rewards progress which most Heroes sing
The Commoner - Plomb his Level's Rebate
And His Sphere the Divine lends you His Ring.
This my only Deed; Run your Tendons red
Transmit their Heart's Feed your own Love has Bled.