"In an old public hospital a forgotten man lies all alone.
The sheets can barely keep him warm in the co*kroach infested hospital room.
Outside the dirt-clogged window the snow falls like gentle angels,
While a couple of sparrows sings by the window.
In a table by the bed is a vase with a near-withered rose."
Cold white walls
Are my only comfort
As the freezing air
Numbs my frail skin
Only the fire within'
Soothes my tired soul
Bringing shelter from this
Cold winter chill
Sparrows by my window
Sings a haunting tune
Of hope and warmth
To ease my tired soul
These small, gentle creatures
Shows more love and care
For the sick and decrepit ones
Than the people I have met
They bring to life
Pictures of my past
All grey and black
Devoid of any colour