A Prayer on the Wind
I said a prayer again today,
But it seems that no-one heard.
Nothing was felt in my heart,
My ears sensed no word.
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Troubled is the world around me,
Troubled is my kind.
Demons consort with the wicked,
In cruelty pleasure they all find.
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I pray for men, I pray for women,
I pray for children small.
But does it reach a being's ears,
Or am I too to fall?