Alone

Alone

Lying, thinking

Last night

How to find my soul a home

Where water is not thirsty

And bread loaf is not stone

I came up with one thing

And I don't believe I'm wrong

That nobody,

But nobody

Can make it out here alone.

Alone, all alone

Nobody, but nobody

Can make it out here alone.

There are some millionaires

With money they can't use

Their wives run round like banshees

Their children sing the blues

They've got expensive doctors

To cure their hearts of stone.

But nobody

No, nobody

Can make it out here alone.

Alone, all alone

Nobody, but nobody

Can make it out here alone.

Now if you listen closely

I'll tell you what I know

Storm clouds are gathering

The wind is gonna blow

The race of man is suffering

And I can hear the moan,

'Cause nobody,

But nobody

Can make it out here alone.

Alone, all alone

Nobody, but nobody

Can make it out here alone.

Maya Angelou




I selected the poem Alone by Maya Angelou because I thought it had the most visual aspects to it. I really enjoyed the way the poem starts. It places you in a place of the unknown. The way it is worded makes your mind almost seem that you’re in this certain state of mind. A place where you have to look yourself in the mirror and tell yourself if you are doing enough to help others.
The beginning of this poem opens with the statement (Lying, thinking /Last night /How to find my soul a home). The author is trying to get you in a place of deep thought. You are alone and can only think about yourself and your morals and ethics. The following statement which I think is the most important: (Where water is not thirsty/And bread loaf is not stone/ I came up with one thing /And I don’t believe I’m wrong /That nobody,/ But nobody/ Can make it out here alone). Maya Angelou seems to be trying to get the point out right away that nobody in this would can really live without anyone with them. With all the money in the world can’t by you happiness; you have to have friends and family with you.. Then the following statement (Their wives run round like banshees/ Their children sing the blues/ They’ve got expensive doctors/ To cure their hearts of stone). People seem to have no mercy on others. They do not care about how their own actions may affect the lives of other people around them. The sum of this poem is that if people work together and help one another then we can make it in this world.