Loneliness Loathes Life Poem by John Sensele

Loneliness lives in the mind
Where a wench feels alone
When a wanderer a wand blind and unkind
With no reason to condone a zodiac zone.

Loneliness lampoons love
Where a wench feels the urge for company
When a wanderer grows agile like a dove
With no reason to abandon agony in Brittany.

Loneliness lurks in the air
Where a wench feels amity absence
When a wanderer whistles at a wild bear
With no reason to condone connivance.

Loneliness loosens liberty
Where a wench feels like a slave
When a wanderer whips puberty
With no reason to envy a knave.