I walk the lonely streets at night. <br /> I am very much aware, <br /> That danger is all around me. <br /> But I don't even care. <br /> For I am very much alone. <br /> And life is hard to live. <br /> What makes it even worse, <br /> I have a lot to give. <br /> But no one needs a lonely soul, <br /> And so they look away. <br /> I have no one to talk to, <br /> No one to smile and say, <br /> Hello to you, I hope you're well. <br /> And it's a lovely day. <br /> I have no home to go to. <br /> No fire to sit beside. <br /> No bed for me to sleep in. <br /> No car to take a ride. <br /> I yearn to have a someone, <br /> That I could call my own. <br /> I wish I had some supper, <br /> But I don't even have a bone. <br /> But I survive, I know not why. <br /> Why am I alive? <br /> But heaven waits for me some day, <br /> And for that alone I strive.<br /><br />Clifford Palmer King<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lonely-streets/
