ALONE
The night is so quiet; the tick of the clock,
The sound of the wind and the rain.
Increasing my fear, as the wind driven branch,
Taps taps on the old window pane.
Being left on my own, night after night,
With the feeling that nobody cares.
Living in fear, wondering if it will end;
Hoping Jesus will answer my prayers.
I have no friends, no cat and no dog;
There’s nowt but fear in my breast.
Hungry and cold, I shiver and shake,
For I have nothing to wear but a vest.
I ask how can it happen in England,
With those benefits distributed free.
My mummy and daddy out drinking;
Does nobody think about me??
©Bill Austin.
The night is so quiet; the tick of the clock,
The sound of the wind and the rain.
Increasing my fear, as the wind driven branch,
Taps taps on the old window pane.
Being left on my own, night after night,
With the feeling that nobody cares.
Living in fear, wondering if it will end;
Hoping Jesus will answer my prayers.
I have no friends, no cat and no dog;
There’s nowt but fear in my breast.
Hungry and cold, I shiver and shake,
For I have nothing to wear but a vest.
I ask how can it happen in England,
With those benefits distributed free.
My mummy and daddy out drinking;
Does nobody think about me??
©Bill Austin.