Sonnet of Adversity

adversity - your thorny crown doth pierce my brow

where blood and sweat and furrowed fret
road map my face -
grace beset
by the chasms of strife
life recounted in crows feet & tree score
my skin - an abacus calculating cracks
multiplied by the square root of mishaps
the crows tracks
mock my endurance
squak at the assurance
that relief
and peace
are far from now.