Solitary Lark

The sky was dark and the world all gray
no glimmer of hope in the fray
i sat there waiting in the dark
among the crows the only lark

all alone in this barren land
filled with rocks and stones and sand
I sat there without flame or spark
among the crows the only lark

no friends nor any foes
to give hugs or for trading blows
I sat in the corner, from the others so stark
among the crows the only lark

in my solitude so thick and dense
ten years have already passed forth thence
forever wanting to make my mark
among the crows the only lark

the passionate hunger and desire
still burns in me like red hot fire
this song i wrote on birch wood bark
among the crows the only lark

life had been a cruel war throughout
nobody to help even if i scream or shout
now it seems like a walk in the park
among the crows the only lark

-Arch
4/11/20110