Left solitude, exposed to the elements,
I shudder from head to toe.
It’s hard to survive without a roof.
In the 21st century, esteem is so low!
Waves crash against the shore.
Rain drums against my unseen door.
Lightning illuminates the ground.
In the future, I had quoth ‘Nevermore’
To something that tortures me to my core.
To something to abhor!