Life can be kind, and life can be cruel.
Can a person predict its fickle ways?
No, for the future's a blinding swirl,
Or so say five men with no place in the world,
Betrayed and abandoned by one special girl.

One found his wife in another's arms,
One was dismissed by an ill-fated blow.
One woke to see her turned into a mother,
One was abandoned for the charms of another,
One found that for some, love tends to smother.

Between these men there seems to be
A common story of dreadful hurt.
Each of them felt love's great woe.
They couldn't stop it, how could they know
That wherever they went, sadness too would go?