will i ever be loved? br when i have made love go this way br to set lovers in pure dismay br making hearts to go astray br will i ever be loved? br br when the signs of love have worked in vain br and slant my heart to future pain br all these are pains again br will i ever be loved? br br when i have criticized the ways of my rulers br making them to look like betrayers br with my poetry calling them slayers br will i ever be loved? br br when i have made the government to hate me br with their heart, i say it will not be br their ways are not pure i foresee. br will i ever be loved? br br when coteries of lovers are sharing kisses br leaving me all alone in my premises br and now i face these nemesis.