Lonely Man
This is a song
The Villagers would sing
About a lonely man
In his hometown
They whispered
His name
He fought his demons
On the darkest nights
Even fought them
In the broad daylight
Never won a round
Take a break
The bell would ring
They would go at it again
In his hometown
They Whispered
His name
Snortin’
Kickin’
Growling and such
A worthy opponent
He lived another
Day to fight again
But as the song goes
Each time the drink
Would win
Having said all this…
I am grateful
To have known him
Glad he came
On lonely days
Listen carefully
On the wind
Hear the sadness
As I whisper
His name…
Neil
Note: My friend, Neil, was a lonely man.
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