Slowly yet he trudged on,
Down magnificent dark pathways
Through vacant rooms with lights neon
Cobwebs hung from hallways.

 

He looked around several times
He shouted out names of so-called friends
Masked strangers who had once guaranteed
Their unwavering support and help.

 

He looked in front,
But did not find the end to the dark passage-way
Instead he saw gloom and darkness
Ever-increasing with every step.

 

The expensive chandeliers hung
Gleaming and bright
In his neighbour’s...