“Who cares about what she thinks?
Who is ready to be a friend, when she feels lonely, lonesome?
Who, will listen, when her heart is broken?
Not even, the closest sometimes!
When her world crumbles down,
Who is ready to give her a hand?
When tears, streams down her cheeks,
And when sleepless nights build up like a fortress,
Who is willing to share some love, some prayers?
Why, does she always feel, left on the shelf?
Taken, when needed, wanted,
She had a heart to help people,
She shared pain with others!
But, when she,is hurting due to the turmoils of life,
And needs, a shoulder to feel secure,
When, she looks for comprehension or needs a smile and a hand of acceptance,
Only sees, the indifference, of others!
Even, the closest to her!
At last, she turns to Him,her Lord!
And, He, brings her back, to His reality!
True Love, true acceptance!
She can at last, embrace the Lord, and feel free!”
© Karo Evans Sept.1st 2013
Ôde to the suffering and lonesome one