Alfred’s Song
The page of truth we do not speak
We speak only of the pages edge
Who will cross the page
Realise its hight and depth
No one
It has never been done
The truth in the sky is hidden
by an artificial light
Sunshine relieves the pain
of the freezing rain
And at times seems insane
Falling taller than the stone
A frog jumps for no one
A frog jumps alone
And Alfred has written a song
No one will understand
By: Roger Harkness
7/2009