Stay with me my little cockroach
Do not run away as I approach
I mean no harm or any reproach
On your little space, I won’t encroach
For every night for your short stroll
You leave the crack in that damp wall
Of my little cell which I would call
The cruel world’s darkest hell hole
And when you come and roam at night
I wonder if you see my plight
When you do stare from that great height
Do I seem such a miserable sight?
A withering frame of skin and bone
No sparkling eyes, no muscle tone
Ankles shackled, face bruised, beard grown
Always alone, all ways alone
Always alone and not a sound
Mouldy mattress on cold ground
And thick damp walls that us surround
My body and soul all year round
You cannot know what isolation
Can do to men of any nation
No matter what their occupation
They would rather strangulation
And all I want is to see you there
Looking at me with a tiny pair
Of eyes that roam every where
And at my face would always stare
You can’t imagine what a pleasure
It is for me in great measure
To see you there in your leisure
A sight of life I do treasure
Both you and I yearn for contact
With life and light, and to react
To keep our minds and wits intact
Come sign with me this friendship pact
