Nothing

Cipher called once more to the shuffling crowds Merely wanting a glance A smile A thought But the robotic population ignored her Not willing to spare a moment To see the colors of friendship The joys of life Instead they filled their days With grey Work and struggle A fruitless game With no love No life Cipher wandered Alone in her self None to join her None to see the light Alone So she is condemned Until another comes With similar shimmer She waits Quiet is the world With no music Sad without laughter Lonely without love None will stop To smell the roses To see their color She weeps For those of the lifeless population Her own predicament Days fall and nights rise Life goes on without us.