The Castaways
the castaways walk alone.
down the many allies, roads.
looking for someone to take,
them in, for a meal, for rest.
for a kind hand to hold them.
to heal their wounds,their
scared,broken,straved bodies.
to be loved,cared for,a home.
thrown out by irresponsible humans.
who thought they were cute once.
kicked to the curb to fend alone.
their cries go unnoticed by so many.
such devastation, they endure because
of the ignorance of mankind.
the castaways walk alone.
down the many roads and allies.
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