Two Lonely Souls

I've felt this way countless times, So confused and alone with no one to help. For long hours I sat dejected, Moping as if in solitary confinement. I wallowed in the fog of depression, Unable to see what stood before me. All my relatives had disappeared, Some to foreign lands, others dead and buried. How could I break the spell That leads towards a happier life? O Lord what have you done to me? That’s when I heard the toll of muffled bells, A soft, happy though repetitive motive. Happy memories of old melodies surfaced From the dull corridors of my confused mind. I dressed and like a zombie drove to the small chapel. I wondered what I was doing there. What could I do in an almost empty church? I sat in an old pew and looked around. A handful of women sat hunched down. It was the end of service or whatever it was. The woman filed out silently. Except one, a young red-haired woman Who sat stiff and looking nowhere. Suddenly she left the chapel and hurried off. I followed and saw her slip in the pathway. She felt faint and somehow I got her to ER. Strange she had no one to take care of her. Two lonely souls in a smelly hospital. I took her hand and vowed: I’ll take care of her myself.