I stand alone… alone at the
side
In a deep thought and heavy
sigh
Muted against all sounds
Lest be asked then words untied
I stand alone while the crowds
settled
Against the current, I strive
While others have loudly cried
I stand alone without a sound
Your howls I hear but least understand
Can’t see the place of where
you stand
Yesterday you’re at the
corner
Today you’re at the
other side
Forgive me but I won’t cry
A bawler’s life is not my style
I’d rather stay as a muted ant
And bite when ran
aground
Your place is not what I
stand
Your goal may not be
what I want
But when it is for all
and sundry
I’ll stand with you and
die
