He was writing his sermon. <br />He'd locked his room. <br />He wanted none to break his thoughts. <br />No one would ever disturb him. <br />He was alone, alone, alone. <br /> <br />He was fixing his false teeth, <br />behind closed doors. <br />He wanted none to peep in on his secret. <br />No one would want to know if he had teeth. <br />He was alone, alone, alone. <br /> <br />He was counting his coins, <br />in the darkness of his shabby hut. <br />He wanted none to know his wealth. <br />No one wanted his meager sum. <br />He was alone, alone, alone. <br /> <br />You and I are all like them, <br />locked behind our own doors, <br />not wanting to be pried into. <br />Not knowing how isolated we are. <br />We are just alone, alone, alone.<br /><br />Saju Abraham<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/alone-alone-alone/
