The gloom of daylight
Masks over the city faults
A dream always comes
The working day ends
Too tired, sore and lonely
A man turns to drink
A pretty business
Run frantically by children
Bleeds rivers of green
Boredom is a pain
For many without a thought
Of friendship or love
Erica's retort
For a friendship is
Many a thought
Of love without pain
Or boredom
Miss Ogeny
Losing one's hair
Seems petty to the loss of
One's faith in women