Benjamin Twine

He Jumped

He jumped on a day

That was humid and gray

With a note in his hand

And a grim price to pay

He jumped with a smile

And quite striking style

And shouted a song

You could hear from a mile:

I'm jumping because

I have got no one

And above all

I have never been loved

I know that's not true

I was there for you

You just were too blind

To see it.