The man walked brooding, his head was stooping,
And eyes stared blankly ahead
His pants were torn and jacket was worn
He moved about the place like a deadhead.
His business was blown, and his wealth was gone,
His spirit was broken forever
He lived with his sorrow and forgot his morrow
Without ever trying to recover.
His kith and kin, didn’t give in
Encouraged him to rise back again.
He will never listen, and run away saying
"I am a sad and spirit less man"