Written by Dodger

Tears - so many in his eyes
In this cold and lonely night.
More and more he cries -
No help from the other side.

White roses - so nice -
are falling to earth.
He feels the coldness,
He has no fortress.

He cries -
It's the last tear,
And then with fear
He dies.

                               [dodger,, some time in Nov. 1996]