I Am a Woman Saver
I am a woman saver
I see them all depleted and torn
Smashed and squashed
Down in ditches
I try to pull them out
Not using church or books of man
I put my arms out but they do not leap into them
They think I am a killer, a maniac, someone else to hurt them
I never stop trying
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019
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