Alone (Maya Angelou)

Alone Lying, thinkingLast nightHow to find my soul a homeWhere water is not thirstyAnd bread loaf is not stoneI came up with one thingAnd I don’t believe I’m wrongThat nobody,But nobodyCan make it out here alone. Alone, all aloneNobody, but nobodyCan make it out here alone. There are some millionairesWith money they can’t useTheir wives… Read More Alone (Maya Angelou)