ALL A LONE ALL A LONE
sad now as a room once so full , now slowlyempty's of people many became friends
all a lone all alone soon I will be
the sound of vises growing quieter
all a lone all a lone I will be all to soon
to no longer hear sounds of tears and laughter
hear wise words , from the young and those
wise after so many events
to hear no more of love and yes hate
of joy and sadness both
of hope and sadly of despair
those victory's that I shard with those I met
only in their words
shearing a joke , tears as well
oh what , who I met in this now quiet room
all alone alone.
Ken D Williams ( THE DYSLEXIC POET )
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Poetry by ken d williams
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Written on 2007-11-19 at 22:37
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