Rollercoaster Poem by ENOCH JOHN

Man's solitude becomes his closest friend,
His thoughts his only ally
In the vast ocean of lonliness;
Ufathomable grief enshroud
A heart torn by strife and hurt;
Empty bottles breaking
Like shattered dreams
Leaving debris scattered
On the floor of life's promenade!
Grief emerges from the deep murky depths of Hades
And embraces everyone within easy reach
With his wallowing dingy fingers
To enslave men in the quagmire of despair
Like drunken sailors smitten by spirits
Going up and down
On a giant rollercoaster
On the ride of their lives.