IN THE DARKNESS WITH A SONG

There was a man who braved the rain,

Who faced the darkness and the shame,

Who went abroad to there proclaim.

There was a man deserving fame.

There was a man who had a dream,

Who traveled far through starlight's gleam,

Who made the words he spoke there sing.

There was a man who made words ring.

There was a man who found a place,

Who found the place an empty space,

Who had a smile leave his face.

There was a man who lost the chase.

There was a man who cried a tear,

Who braved the darkness and the fear,

Who found that no one else was near.

There was a man who found no cheer.

There was a place that a man found,

That pained his ears with not a sound,

That made him look upon the ground.

There was a place where no one was around.

There was a place where no one was,

And the man knew not what was the cause,

That hid darkly from the bright stars.

There was a place where no man does.

There was a man who stood all alone,

Who split the silence with a groan,

Who groaned in saddest, soulful tone.

There was a man who wished for home.

I am the man who braved the fear,

I am the man who cried a tear.

I found the place without a cheer.

And now I call, "is no one here?"

I am the man who went alone,

To brave the darkness with a song.