Mourning World... (original poem)
I looked into the face of solitude
I realized I did not belong there
But yet in the face of reality
I realized there were not many who cared
As I stood there by myself, looking
I cried for the souls lost in the day
It was breaking to my heart
Just how many have lost their way
So many who could not see the path
They could not see the light
They could change their ways
And then put up the good fight
John Coffee