Barricades

In the daily scheme of days Where fit and bold survive Solitude is one’s chief intent In our plan to stay alive People often find themselves Apart and separated Aloof and almost all alone Their link with life negated They are in a neutral place But when there’s storm or strife They get behind a barricade And live an empty life Keeping their lonely heart intact Their fingers pure and clean Never getting self-involved With subjects crass or mean For life to have more meaning Kindness is the mission Reach beyond yourself and heed Someone’s sad petition Friendship blocks the solitude With all its hues and shades Mix your life with others Remove those barricades.