Alone he sat in wonder
What the world would be a plnder.
He sat and watched the people below
Like the sun it rrises and sets swaring to and frow.
The Floral decore offset the not yet yellow wall,
Broken and torn our fellow man, an empty hall.
Thoughts of Love and passion filled his head
Past, present and future danced as he sat upon that bed.
A smile, a tear and a fist of this lover swoon,
As he now wanders the darkside of this concrete moon