A POEM BY : Ben Dunk. May 24,1980.

 

ALONE

 

Little children I hear them calling

Out on the street playing lonely

 

Where is mother where is father

 

Theyíre never there when theyíre falling

Life is harsh for one and only

 

Keeping wits and strength together

 

Donít come near me children bawling

Iíll fight you off if you stone me

 

The ultimate cruelty of humanís endeavour.