Lonely old lady
Hunched over, trying to keep balance
Wishing her grandchildren would visit
Crumpled spine
Body decaying around her
Insides turning to dust as she walks

Lonely young mother
Clutching her offspring desperately
No one sees her pain, her hopes, her dreams
No one cares
People place the sticky label ‘mother’ on her
Is she now a void person after bearing children?

Lonely little boy
Mummy and Daddy have better things to do
Than waste effort and love on him, playing with and nurturing him
Raised by the television
What hope is there for him, what comfort?
When no one takes the chance to help a person become

Lonely girl
Wishing her dad hadn’t gone and left her and mum all alone
Wishing she wasn’t blamed for her parents marital mistakes
Mutilating herself
To ease the pain, stop her suffocating
Shutting herself off from the people who’ve let her down time and time again

Lonely business man
Surrounded by numbers, reports day after day, year upon year
Unable to break the routine and take time out to form lasting relationships
Wasted love
He is shared only between sales figures and the meeting table
Where would a family and friends fit in?

Lonely people
Each person a separate, yet often incomplete unit
Wishing to be safe in our own insular bubble
Not letting anyone in
Or reaching out to others to lend a much needed hand
We will reap what we sow