Crimson
Whilom self, rekindled with hope
Yet to others must I prove my value
Whilst I sustain a steady scope
A name for myself I shall hew
Disbelieving eyes do gaze
Supportive souls are rare
Doubtful minds do dispraise
Preceding self-image I must forbear
Stadium threshold forbids reservation
Poised, hushed cues, our soul communication
