The Song of the Loner
Cut out from the rest, feeling so left out
I lay my head on my hands and sigh:
Why did things have to happen this way
Why is it that I was denied?
Denied the basic friendship,
A meager ounce of which could help,
To grow in thought, deed, word and spirit,
To help strengthen myself.
Why is it that I feel the need,
To sit in the corner and cry?
The cold creeps in and I’m overcome
By the darkness and void of the night.
I lift my head and open my eyes,
The tears they blur my sight,
And through hazed vision I notice a single star,
A lone beacon in the sky.
The clouds they part and a million other stars
Come out from hidden slumber;
They join with that single star to make
The glow in the night sky brighter.
Combined with the light of the great white moon,
They light up the earth below.
Their twinkle and their glimmer reflects on the pool,
Of tears lying on the floor.
Suddenly the truth hits me:
My life was playing right before me!
I realize that soon the time would come
When I would not be lonely.
That there would come a day when I wouldn’t have to weep
In self pity and dismay;
That the clouds of hate and bitterness
Would one day roll away.
That the love and friendship I duly deserve
Would fall like summer rain
Refreshing my soul and replenishing my spirit
Making me whole again.
Yet till that day I have to wait
And learn to shine on my own.
So for now I stand up and wipe away my tears;
My spirit no longer forlorn.
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