The Lamp That Stands Alone Poem by Brendan M. Rumney

On this beaten road
Stands a lamp alone
Lit to bring forth light
For feet to go on

No one knows the name
That it was given
Nor shall they ever
It will stay and we will die
But light is still living

At night when there is nothing but the moon
There it is free
We still walk under
Given not even an impression
For the lamp's good deed

I was once upon this road
Young in heart as well as mind
Disaster come to me as a thief in the night
Light in the lamp was my protector
I will remember that lamp's kind

The lamp still stands on the beaten path
Who's name No one knows
Bringing forth light
Without any gratitude