There is a man that's so hollow <br />Nothing fills him up <br />Though he keeps on going on <br />His thirst is always rife <br />So he drinks, drinks and drinks <br />Drowning <br />Deep into the sea of emptiness <br />His loves are many <br />But he is never happy <br />He takes the centre stage <br />And the strangers would cheer <br />at him <br />Yet behind his closed door <br />Tears roll down his face <br />He works over time, all the time <br />But his tasks are never done <br />And my God, I wish so much <br />That this man wasn’t ME<br /><br />LLM Mbatha<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/there-is-a-man/
