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寂しい (Lonely)

Alone,
She waits by the water,
She waits on the shore,
Her true love is coming,
To meet her no more.

Alone,
He drinks in the kitchen,
He drinks in the bar,
He moons over Molly,
As he crashes his car.

Alone,
She sings in the shower,
She sings on the stage,
Her fans always love her,
When she stays in her cage.

Alone,
He works through the mornings,
He works through the nights,
He’s hoarding his money,
When the heart attack bites.

Alone,
She sits by the window,
She sits in her chair,
Her children have left her,
In a resting home’s care.

Alone,
He sleeps on his bunk,
He sleeps on his bed,
He’s pines for his freedom,
As his last rites are read.

Together,
Search out the lonely,
Search out the lost,
Bring us together,
Or consider the cost.

June 24, 2009 Posted by mandrewsprong | Poetry | , , , , , , , | No Comments Yet