You wander around the graveyard of my soul and look at all the
pretty stones there
But you never stop to read any of them to see what has passed
The stones lie flat and broken all around you
Nobody is there to put them right again , or to care for them
To clean off the dirt and polish them to like new again
They are crumbling to dust
The letters upon them are faded and hard to read
But they are there if you care to look
My self esteem lays to the right
My dignity to the left
My compassion is straight ahead
The stone for Love is no longer there
It was removed long ago when it was destroyed by a careless vandal
There was nothing but a pile of rubble when he was done
It will be a long wait for it to be replaced
I refuse to let another stone be placed here
My graveyard will grow no more