A: Lonely People

Watch as they come
The lonely people
Against the grain
Wading through it

What? they ask
The lonely people?
Questioning it all
Life, they say

It is all
Nothing more
But then...
Nothing less

They come one
Lonely people watching
Easily they fade
Into it all

From something
Becoming no thing
The dark brightens
Leaving one left

Yes? they query
No they answer