Alone

by Steve Cavin

I'm living at the bottom of a hole.

If I had legs,

I would dig with my feet,

And push myself out.

If I had arms,

I'd take hold of the roots,

And pull myself up.

But I'm living at the bottom of a hole.


I'm lost in the middle of a cloud.

If I had eyes,

I would search the grey mist,

And find my way out.

If I had skin,

I'd inch along the ground,

And feel my way along.

But I'm lost in the middle of a cloud.


I'm trapped in the silence of the night.

If I had a mouth,

I would shout for help.

And others would lead me away.

If I had ears,

I'd listen for my friends,

And follow them out.

But I'm trapped in the silence of the night.