AloneNot a sound, not a trace,No emotion, on his face,Alone, an outcast, of his race,No where to go, out of place.Left wandering in the dark,Left behind with a mark.Stow a way on an Ark,Destined to leave this eternal dark.He has found another place,He has joined another race.Now shows emotion on his face,A glint of hope, still a fine trace.
And again, thanks