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The little boy cried
bottom lip outstretched
he didn’t understand
could not but comprehend
nor could I
I wanted it all to end
Finances
muddles
pieces in between
what for all the bereft
stomped on by the mean
what for all the refugees
sailing endlessly
what for all the vilified
by the so called Christian faith
Say a prayer for tomorrow
for all those in between
give me an ounce of strength
to fight for all that’s true
help me sleep tonight
let me make it through
hold me close my sweetheart
say a prayer
for me and you
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