In this city, you can die <br />In a lonely drive-by, <br />Blood oozing from your chest <br />In the dirty street <br />And someone will walk over you <br />Eating a sandwich <br />And never skip a beat. <br /> <br />If you don’t find love, one day, <br />You’ll suffer a funereal <br />Without any mourners, <br />Or possibly be tossed <br />On a garbage heap. <br /> <br />Things don’t look currently <br />That encouraging to me, <br />But I’m not decaying yet.<br /><br />Uriah Hamilton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/if-you-don-t-find-love/
