Alone by the roadside

 Note from the author: This poem was written when I was 23 years young.  It doesn't seem like the outside world has changed over time. 

Alone by the roadside Ⓒ by Donna R.(Riley) Lands Jan 1985

 

The sky looks gray

Clouds fog our mind

Deep down in our hearts-we wonder why

We feel all alone-by the roadside of this concrete world

Why can't we fit in with the plastic people

And their floating bubbles

With the selfish misers and their money hungry schemes

The stars are fading away

Our gloomy world showing no more light

Love for our fellow man is floating down the waterfall

Only to hit the rocks and

We wonder why

We feel all alone

By the roadside of this concrete world

We see no more rainbows after the misty rain

Our world glorified by evilness of the dark

Morals and values shot down

Only to hit the ground like the hunted deer and

We wonder why

We feel all alone

By the roadside of this concrete world

Yet day in and day out

Boredom takes its toll

We no longer seek the great love

We wonder why

We feel all alone

By the roadside of this concrete world

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