The Least Of Us

I pray into the silence
for the lost and abused
I pray into the shadows
for the broken and used

I pray they never cry
when they are broken
I pray they find a smile
when they are chosen

I pray unto the sky
for the weak and frail
I pray unto the unknown
for all of us in the veil

Stoic Poetry

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