MANY
Many mount to fight evil, the evil they see, the evil that lurks each day.
Many we are, the ones that pray, the ones that seek to live okay.
Many have gone before us, they have lived and loved, and left many words, to help us on our journey through this life and move beyond.
Many we are, struggling with many issues, we suffer, we cry, we ask God why.
Many are in need, they lost their ability to take care of themselves, the apples are gone from reach, they make us pay just to eat free stuff.
Many remember the beauty in each day, the days when we worked on our farms and feed and grazed.
Many we are, we pray, we want to see all the evil go away.
Bring back the days, when we loved, when we were safe, to walk and feel happy each and every day.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always.
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