Lurking in haze filled shadows
Waiting to plague your sleep...

Where is yesterday's laughter?
It seems to have slipped away...

Left alone once more
In my empty mind...

Young boys respond to
their natural summers call...

You were just a babe
Hard to leave my son...

Staring at your picture hanging on the wall
Gazing upon your handsome face...

One
alone...

Where have all the flowers gone
You use to bring to me...

Plagued with agonizing pain
Suffering screams of the mind...

Tortured Soul...

Bible in hands of the poor
Rich become masters of sin...

Sitting here all alone bringing up memories,
thinking of Christmas long ago...