In my placidity, I rest br I see the worst looks like the best br The glistening gold and the crest br All but pseudo, I won't protest. br . br In my placidity, I peep br The poor happy in his hardship br But the tears of the rich drip br Mystery has its fate to keep. br . br In my placidity, I pity br Life's acute agonies of adversity br Life's suprised smiles of serendipity br Everything here, all but futility. br . br In my placidity, I wept br I saw everything asunder crept br I saw brutality at deepest dept br All immoralities sincerely kept. br . br In my placidity, I rise br And life is a game of dice br Today, our fates suffice br Tomorrow comes in vague and disguise. br .