Lord they are hurting, in pain,
they refuse to leave this dark torcherous rain.
they refuse to turn and see the sunlight,
to grasp your hand and be pulled out of the night.
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Let them be. the chances are. we don't have to kill our selves for people who are blind and deaf. Nicely written. keep it up.
A really fantastic poem, with a great haunting feel to it. A fantastic write.
deeply touching...heaped with religious strengths and truisms... liked it :)