All around are empty people

trudging through the empty streets

focused on their empty business

march in step to empty beats

of should and ought and how it’s done

and every other empty word

devoid of meaning, empty echoes

empty sounds that go unheard

Empty heads that long for filling

Empty hearts that want to live

Sure that there is something greater

empty hands just yearn to give

Empty lives are crying out

for meaning on an empty earth

Looking for a special something

Sweet fulfilment giving birth

Empty people reach their hands out

find each other in the black

One by one they join together

each fills what the others lack

Empty people raise their heads

and open eyes upon the dawn

Hope repletes the empty soul

and fulfilled hearts are now reborn

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