ALONE


Walking down the road ahead
even the heart becomes lonely,
when all your love is spread.

They say they need a "Company"
A company like flock of gulls,
but companies aren't securities
and the bad ones lead to rusty hulls.

Lone survivors are there today
toughie, George and the Tenere tree,
but the main artefact they craved were
water,nourishment and a place to flee.

They are the lonely ones,
their complication whispers
Its the mainspring and is carried in tons.

Disputes and insecurities left them alone
Accepting presents as promises is a shade that smear,
Loneliness is their own thought which they fear.

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