Hath thou fallen,
I have seen the wicked smiles of the fallen,
into a black hole,
into their darkened souls,
fallen onto their, golden thrones,
and perfume and wine,
all the time, in the world,
sackcloth covering,
unbecoming,
untoward the fence of my garden gate,
rain on the shoulder,
hard bank,
banking on the times,
you would have fallen.