I Know a Man

I know a man that sits home alone all day

No one calls him even though he has a lot to say

No one writes or tries to communicate in any way

The sad thing is  - he has a family

He has 2 daughters – 

He has 7 grandchildren – including me

The man salvages every dollar he has

He lives in his own Alcatraz

Just so he can have something to offer in the end

And for his children backwards he will bend

How could it have turned out this way

No one calls him even though he has a lot to say

No one cares – and he sits alone day by day

With his wife at his side the family was strong

Daily calls – weekly visits – no one took to long

For it was his wife that held the family connection

For it was his wife that showed the family affection

But what good was that affection

Now that there is no connection

Now does the soul of his wife cry

All she says is why- why- why

You all just wait for him to die

I know a man that sits home alone all day

No one calls him even though he has a lot to say

No one writes or tries to communicate in any way

But one thing I know is I do my part –

With a weary body but with all my heart

Day by day –

And I listen to what he has to say

What goes around comes around – it is true

You reap what you sow –  you do this to you

The loneliness – the sadness – the emptiness it’s all there

But he won’t tell you that you are cruel and unfair

Inside he will cry cry cry

Ask himself why do you wait for him to die

Does this have to happen for you pay a visit

Make your condolences and cry at the funeral as you sit

Tears of shame – tears of pity

Or will they be tears of joy for then you get your money

I know a man that sits home alone all day

No one calls him even though he has a lot to say

No one writes or tries to communicate in any way