Lantern Story

I am the lantern The good old lantern But so much is damaged Dumped in heaps of abandoned. Do you remember me, the lantern The good old lantern Gave you a good friendship Of light in darkness The dark foot path we traveled As a close friend and helper. I am the lantern The very old lantern The kerosene lamp lantern Hanged in front of your home. You need not remember me But I was the trusted friend Your forefathers believed in me In nights I showed the brightness A little kerosene for my drink. The brightest lanterns wayside lamps The pathfinder of pedestrians Saved from the robbery in nights The wild animals visible in darkness. The humans and the characters Ingratitude sometimes The ways they passed over The friends in their helps Forgetting sometimes, a sadness.