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Alone And Isolated

Alone and isolated
Desolate and devastated
The pain and anguish here at hand
I've been forgotten by all
As I sit insignificant and to this world so small
Forsaken and abandoned
Left alone to seek at random
My peace and solitude on my own
For there is no place that I call home
The home that I had was taken away
So, now I'm left to roam and stray
No place have I to hang my hat
No place have I no room nor flat
For I was evicted after my child died
Inside that once happy home I'd sit and hide
Courage to go out I no longer posessed
Inside of that home I felt obsessed
With the presence of my child taken
By GOD and all I felt forsaken
So, now I'm on the streets as you can see
No home have I nor place to be
Sit and beg for my food do I
At night  in alleys I sit and cry
Alone and isolated
Desolate and devistated
No one else could understand
The pain and anguish here at hand

Patrick Wayne Hollier
Copyright 2000 Patrick Hollier



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