What Does She Have?

God will not listen
To the heart that has hardened,
That shuns the dew drop glisten
Where love lies at its end.

There is very little for me,
My chance is all gone.
An echo of my plea
Fades like dawn.

‘Jus’ leave me alone!’
That’s what she cried.
And I stifle a moan
As tears open wide.

Abandoned is what I feel
Then, what does she have?
As unfaithfulness will seal
A wound and no salve.