What'Ll I Do
What will I do without him
who used come to the door
and ask me to play with snowballs
In the sun?
Go out and play with
snowballs of my own?
No fun!
What will I do without him
who used to tap at the window
and bring me the dark sky
Shattered with dawn?
Close warm sheltered inside
Will I watch the night
Go on?
No! I'll run to the streets and the highways;
I'll shout to the closed-in ears;
into the wind that buries the sound of my voice
I'll whisper when footsteps come near
There's someone living
In here!
(A nod to Athol Fugard's "People Are Living There")
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