Alone

I am lonely

No quiet sea can compare to it

No farm in the middle of nowhere

No hitchhiker on a desert road

No elderly man in a nursing home

No air pilot's sacrifice to intercept a missile

No orphans in an orphan home

Nobody knows

Our loneliness is a cage 

That we each loathe

But nobody knows

As nothing compares to it

I am alone in it

And will always be alone

Reviews

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

I think for this time these words speak of a generation. Because of these past few years in enduring a plague we discovered the deep pain of isolation and loneliness. These words really are identifiable because we live them even now. Thank you Sarah for sharing your poem with us.