Poor Lonely Haunted House

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See that old house sitting there all alone

Not far from the roaring freeway's drone

Was this haggard specter once indeed a home

Its rocked out windows paint peeled siding

Gray boards on the front porch hanging loose

Missing chimney bricks on its patched roof

And what are the sad moaning sounds I hear

From this sunken apparition lacking cheer

Looking like a shrunken phantom of poverty

Moaning groaning in the windy dark nights

A darkened haggardly specter beyond repair

With weeds growing taller than its stairs

No control to stop her sad neglected death

So sad and discouraged the house must feel

What bad stories could an old house reveal

Being a member of the city's low rent area

What ghosts hide immersed entombed waiting

For their guilty misery to be brought down

When the boards holding them are torn down

Are its old walls hiding a whisper of love

Forgotten behind a sullied mournful shroud

Some words of joy as it waits tearing down

A worried mothers secret and weary weeping

A dad hiding in the basement from Preacher

Johnson's scolding words about dereliction

A scared lonely child afraid of her future

Being given no genuine affection by reason

of no affection between mommsy and daddy

How lonely that poor old house must feel

such sad memories she is keeping concealed

When she wanted only love and all the best

everyone under her roof could have no less

Is it the old house weeping I keep hearing

Or is a night wind blowing around its eves

Moaning like a poor Eve expelled from Eden

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by: Star
from: Singapore, Singapore

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