Faith

Somewhere another child weeps,
   her mouth dry and thirsty ----
Her stomach throbs from the greed of the world;
   she'd go to the local church
   but her strength won't let her ----
   let her brave the cold
   and the chill of dawn

Her torn torn red dress, sags like lost love,
   and her shoes
   shell-shocked with holes, and travel
   from place to icy place;
Where faces are long and uncaring
Where there is evil and greed and sin

In a rose garden she found herself,
   and herself alone,
   with the delightful flowers
   and a wing and a prayer;
She knelt on her dirty knees to smell
   the clean red petals
And prayed for an early warm day ----
   and praying still,
   the sun had risen before the dawn

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