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"SILENT CRIES"
Upon myself I take their sorrows. A heart so burdened by the weight. My pace grows slowed and labored With knowledge of their destined fate. I do not deign to say “I know” For that is not my right to feel. But of their lives, So callous held By others who would mock me real For such concern To seek from harm The ones who cannot shout... Alarm Mercy's pleas are little heard By callous, deafened, hardened crowd. Yet in my saddened, heavy heart Their silent cries ring clear and loud.
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