Without a loving home they cry to the unknown for forgiveness,
their cries for deliverance they are yet to witness.
Pleas of mercy have long been forgotten,
their crown of thorns is all but rotten.
Hope is an illusion seen only by the weak,
words of faith they can no longer speak.
The soul of the broken ego knows no light,
strength and pride is only found through struggle and fight.
The human race has lost its way home,
for the love of self we have long outgrown.
We limit ourselves and believe we are not enough, lighting up the darkness within us.
The work is yours, find the light and fight the darkness.
JX
Jollyoddbod 
So beautifully said🥰🥰
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