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My Prayer

Stand by me in the garden of evil.
Cover me from the shadow of death.
Let me gaze into this land
and find the meaning of it.

Why is harm and violence
spread upon those who do good?
Why do the innocent children
have to see their father's blood?

Why are the naked hungry?
Why do the rich have no heart?
Why do twins, born together,
grown to be apart?

Why is life unfair to those,
the explorers of the soul?
Yearning to find the definition
in order to make them whole?

Why beat them down
once they've reached the top?
And why give boosts to
those refusing to climb?

Please help me find
the answers to these,
in order to ease
 my mind.


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