A Country of Addictions
In a country of addictions,
where we are trapped,
trying to find daylight,
and a safe way out.
Many are forgotten,
they are sent away,
when a little compassion,
could pave a new way.
Some can be saved,
by an outstretched hand,
if someone believes,
they can.
Addictions can manifest,
in many ways,
drugs, alcohol, greed,
some bad choices made.
We can't play politics,
with peoples lives,
provide them the tools,
so they can fly.
The time is now,
to turn things around,
give them our voice,
provide a safe ground.
This is my prayer,
may God soften our hearts,
give us understanding,
this is where rehab starts.
Copyright © Christy Hardy | Year Posted 2009
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