"Mission of a Lonely Man"

A poem of sadness

Finding the lost key,

was the task God left up to me

Love and Hate,

Freedom, or the loving bonds

of commitment.

The lock is still locked,

the key has yet to be found,

is it somewhere on the ground?

Is it buried deep in the earth,

or is it submerged in some long forgotten pond?

I will have to find the key,

complete the task God left up to me.

And someday unlock the

secrets of my heart.

By

Bree Orlock

1994