He was born on a summer day 1951
And with a slap of a hand
He landed as an only son
His mother and father said what a lovely boy
We’ll teach him what we learned
Ah yes just what we learned
We’ll dress him up warmly and
We’ll send him to school
It’ll teach him how to fight
To be nobody’s fool
Oh, oh what a lonely boy
Oh what a lonely boy
Oh what a lonely boy
In the summer of ’53 his mother
Brought him a sister
And she told him we must attend to her needs
She’s so much younger than you
Well he ran down the hall and he cried
Oh how could his parents have lied
When they said he was an only son
He thought he was the only one
Oh, oh what a lonely boy
Oh what a lonely boy
Oh what a lonely boy
Goodbye mama, goodbye to you
Goodbye papa I’m pushing on through
He left home on a winter day 1969
And he hoped to find all the love
He had lost in that earlier time
Well his sister grew up
And she married a man
He gave her a son
Ah yes a lovely son
They dressed him up warmly
They sent him to school
It taught him how to fight
To be nobody’s fool
Oh, oh what a lonely boy
Oh what a lonely boy
Oh what a lonely boy
Oh, oh, oh, oh what a lonely boy
Oh what a lonely boy
Oh what a lonely boy
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We are all lonely only because we think we are. The song points us to the potential to become lonely, in reality we can never be, simply because we have three friends and three companions- our body, our mind and our soul. We can never be lonely, we are always popular. The song is amazing.
If i am to fall
when loneliness calls
let it be upon
soft grounds
of carpeted grass
spellbind cast
shredding my past
endowed my heart
in sweet fragrance
of magenta lilacs.
Wrapped inside searing intuition
we walk on sacred ground
transparent days meet us
as light & darkness play.
Enveloped like precious pearls
our love waits
such vast lonely spaces
your eyes & mine.
Born of the sun unique
treasured beings
in love w your light
sharing our desperate.
Lonely Boy
Tried to fit in
No love life
No one wants me
Lonely boy
Lived among the able bodied
Lived among the disabled
No one understands me
Lonely boy
What is it like to be born disabled
But you look able bodied
Tried to make friends face to face
POEM BY KARL WOMACK