Walking through the crowd,
Nameless faces,
They know the shadows,
Lonely places.
Born as children,
Happy smiles,
Life events,
Tragic miles.
Hiding stories,
Behind the eyes,
Outcast souls,
Social lies.
Differences made,
With just a smile,
Hope is given,
For a while.
Angels do walk,
In our midst,
In ministering to souls,
We minister to His.
I have been on the ground,
As people walked by,
Though now I stand strong,
I still wonder why.
The cure for our pains,
Comes only from love,
The source of this power,
Flows from above.
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