Help Them

So sad she is
and cries at night
not wanting to live
unable to thrive
lost in pity
devoid of pride
she is lost…
lost in the night…

Memories not made
he ponders and cries
hanging his head
filled with lies
all he wants to do
is just fly away
he is lost…
lost in the sky…

Oh where can they go
what can they do
Lord I can hear them
empath all through.

I know you see them
wandering in the night
cold and hungry
no end in sight
help them,
come now
before they say goodbye
and turn from the light…