By Keith Allen Daniels

Their only wish, if truth be known
(but who, pray tell, should care?)
is simply this, to stand alone
for what have THEY to share?
They feel no love, nor even hate
for people who have known them,
and few are those who’d dare debate
that we should all disown them.
Their lonely path has led, perforce,
to places far and splendid.
They go their way without remorse—
or thus have they pretended.