C52 The Theory Examination Champion!

The blade's edge is dull, the dream shattered,

The road is wild, my footsteps unseen and scattered.

For years I've peered, longing to see through,

The world's tumultuous dust, obscured from view.

I mock myself, with ink spent and a heart fraught with woe,

As the song ends, flowers wither, beauty and youth laid low,

The candle dims, striving in vain against the sun's glow..