Central Park New York

I sit in a shady place

  upon a hill lingers my gaze

  two children putting up a race

  a gloomy smile adorns my face

 

  the darkness of my room at home

  envelopes my heart like dimming foam

  not for once could it leave me alone

  even when the sunlight shone

 

  and there i hear a single bark

  they give me a flower within the dark

  a pitch black soul was infused with a spark

  in the middle of New York's Central park