That Gentleman

lonely man sits there barren nights

when the sun falls down in defeat

wondering why he is drawn there

then remembers the emptiness

empty chairs in the empty room

room that was once filled with laughter

room that was once filled with a song

that echoed the proverbs of friends

that dance along shadows within

he can hear them now so distant

and chants with those silent voices

awaiting the day his heart stops

and brings life to his soul once more