I live amongst the envious,
bitterness and vexation
are identical like Muzan Kibutsuji,
the King of Demons.
Obduracy trapped by iniquitous,
suckling to pair with their deportment.
Wilderness in me,
can be averted by tenacity.
Elusion is piling up within my soul
and fortitude is conquering within.
The surrounding menace is going off.
I am elevating to alacrity.
Oneiric shows me three candles;
candle of hope,
candle of faith,
and candle of detachment.
The light goes on.