Confused State

My life closed twice before its close, crestfallen I was

I felt emptiness prancing in my heart 

I was ruth with the chart

The Earth rotates steadily at a glance

Four Cardinals at menace

My life's higgledy–piggledy

 At first, 'twas pedigreed

 Posterity, now we hoped and looked on

 Because we are hooked and torn 

 Like a worn out garments

 But our mouths filled with laments.

Our eyes filled in tears but 'twas not heard

Mind with shabby reasons but not aired

Our covets we veritably don't grasp

             But still we carp