It is a dark and awful night
When all the stars refuse to shine,
No help coming!
No help coming!
Nothing good even comes to mind
On this dark and awful night.
No help coming!
No help coming!
A lurid, torrid time
When only evil walks the streets,
No help coming!
No help coming!
No compassion anywhere to find
All life is truly bleak.
No help coming!
No help coming!
All the sad and lonely people
Living without any hope,
No help coming!
No help coming!
Only losers live out here
And most can barely cope.
No help coming!
No help coming!
A horrid time when no one cares
The broken people fend alone,
No help coming!
No help coming!
Those asked to help turn and glare
The lost are truly on their own.
No help coming!
No help coming!
A time when nothing good can live
When nothing decent can survive,
No help coming!
No help coming!
No one cares enough to give
A minute of their precious time.
No help coming!
No help coming!
THE END
© Copyright 2016 Philip Roberts
Melbourne, Victoria, Australia
Submitted: April 30, 2016
© Copyright 2023 Philip Roberts. All rights reserved.
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hullabaloo22
Fantastic. And so true! People just prefer to look away for the most part almost as if they think suffering is contagious.
Sat, April 30th, 2016 11:16amAuthor
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Many thanks for your kind words. Regards, Phil
Sat, April 30th, 2016 5:50am