Alone at last, but am I alone, What is alone?

I spend a day in a school.

The children talk and think they are cool.

Even with the children around, I am still alone.

Even with the teachers who teach

and with the Preachers who preach,

I am still Alone.

Alone! Alone without love.

My mortal soul cries to the most high God.

“I love her“ yet she loves me not.

Oh help her to love, I need her love.“

As the wind blows it's gentle breeze,

I hear an angel speak words of ease.

I respect her as if she were a queen.

I buy her gifts a poor man brings.

I love her! Does she not know that?

Yet she laughs and with a graceful smile she says,

"I know not of your love, yet still you come.

For me to love you the doom must come."

So I leave her and my heart is damaged.

I look around to find nothing....

And my soul within dies.