Dear heavenly father,
The world you see has changed from what you thought it would be
Stomachs empty, faith gone
Being socially withdrawn,
They never thought they'd be this way
Unaccompanied and so astray
Wanting something not knowing what.
Burning like a cigarette butt.
We went together to spread your name
I just feel like they are still the same.
All I can do is pray to you and hope you will give them peace.
Not just the fame and a money increase.
But something real and worth living for
Nothing like they had before
With your loving hand upon their heart,
They may come together like abstract art.
So please watch over the homeless men, children and women

 
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