TO BE ALONE

 

Do you know what itís like to be alone

- away from any commune or home?

 

No fatherís blessing

No motherís bosom

No brotherís jesting

No sisterís guidance

 

Face against a wall of zipping wind

Collar frayed and to worn to stand

 

No friend(s) to count on

No priest to trust

 

Streaming tears of frustration

With no comfort, no release

 

No auntís admiration

No uncleís money

No grandparentís love

 

Intelligent mind racing alone

Inside the secret labyrinth,

Cave of inwardness,

 

Away from clinging to each other,

Clinging on to life.

 

No prayer, no word ever heard

No warm touch from a friendís hand

- family dried up and gone.

 

Not even a little help from my friends