Empty Poem by Mary Champion

It's empty!
I look into my life and see it's empty.
Its empty cos you're no longer there.
It's empty!
I look into my heart and see it's empty.
It's empty cos you no longer care.
I look into your face at empty eyes
And all I ever hear are empty lies.
Then when I get beyond the thin disguise,
It's empty!

This shallow, hollow life we lead,
With frantic longing to succeed,
Is filled with things we'll never need.
It's empty!
Nothing really makes much sense,
The pleasures have been mere pretence.
In face of pain, our last defence
Is empty!

The world that held such promise:
Simply empty!
Like my life now you're gone is,
Simply empty!
The beauty of Adonis,
Only empty!
And all around me, empty shells
Who feel a terror no-one tells,
Are trapped inside their private hells.
They're empty!

The preachers on their perches
Are all empty.
Their words, just like their churches
Are all empty.
The places Man researches
Turn out empty.
The promises prove hollow now.
Who knows what is to follow now?
Success is steeped in sorrow now.
It's empty!

The universe that stretches on beyond the human mind
Is like the atom someone split triumphantly to find,
It's Empty!
The world that seemed so solid,
Almost empty!
The sacred and the squalid
Are both empty.
The gods we built so tall, hid
Something empty.

I always set out to be strong,
My eager mind once held a song.
But now the words are almost done,
It's empty!