Classic Poem

There is so much of loneliness
— On this uncharted earth
It seems each one's a prisoner
— Within a cell from birth.

There is such need for union,
— Such need for clasping hands,
Yet we deny the brotherhood
— The human heart demands.

There is so much of loneliness
— On this uncharted earth
It seems each one's a prisoner
— Within a cell from birth.

There is such need for union,
— Such need for clasping hands,
Yet we deny the brotherhood
— The human heart demands.