I stayed alone

A book in my hands

But my eyes were silent

Two colored pieces of stone

Was my heart beating?

That was the question

But .. I was so alone?

So .. No one really answered

How many times

There were tears

In my stony eyes

When it rained heavily

I had no place to hide

I was still alone

Nothing around me

No friends .. No trees

As if they all had reached

Their ends at locked doors

While they had no keys

How many girls in my dreams

Played around me

Then suddenly disappeared

I could no longer see

How many countries

Towns .. villages

I had been around

Never liked any other place

But home's original ground

Where I was used to sit alone

How many languages I had heard

Yet, had never been able to respond

Still .. Sitting alone

Without a language of my own

Still stationed in my spot

People pointing at me a lot

Could not respond to what was said

Could not even turn my head

Being part of a stone

A statue

Just as I had ever been

Year in .. Year out

Made out of solid stone

All by myself at this end

All alone.

11/8/1979
Lancaster UK