THE LONELY HEART*

If I had the strength, I would write
In the presence of my feelings
With the evidence of my broken heart
Under the roof of Almighty
Behind the walls of pain painted in tears
That I am so lonely on this earth

Summer is close by, all alone this Christmas again
Alone, with no loving arms to hold me tight
All alone, with no soft hand to brush my back
Alone with no crazy women to cuddle with
All alone, with no warmth body to warm my heart
So alone that I could die

Nesbert T Zengeni *the survivor