My Prayer For Donald
May Donald feel lost love he never knew -
and see his tumultuous journey through.
A prayer for one who few would pray for -
whose feelings they'd rather chose to ignore.
Who are we who do not dare to relate -
or even consider another's fate?
Millions who've protested, marched and wept -
in hopes that things held sacred will be kept.
Aren't we all dear children of the Divine -
each entitled to touch the sublime?
Could there be respect when we hear his name -
confident that all are treated the same?
May we feel kindly towards each other -
and reach out to Donald as a brother.
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