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Created on: April 03, 2009 Last Updated: August 05, 2009
A million silent voices
Crying in the sun
Starving for attention
I am not the only one.
Bloated yet skeletal
Dead, but still alive,
Invisible and forgotten,
How DO you think we thrive?
The lens shows my humanity,
Yet I have no place to go,
Only ever knowing hunger,
My world moves very slow.
We wait so very patiently
For the trumpets from above
And we will have salvation,
And feel a wondrous love
And I will die a child
In the arms of His dear son.
Do you think I WANT attention?
For I am not the only one.
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