Strayed Sheep
We gather in groups
many to be sequestered as
strayed sheep
Haunted and shunned
by the societies we love
Who can we turn to
to ease the burning pain
of neglect and asylum
Who is our border collie
the light to wrestle us in
against the turmoil of everyday life
But still we stay strong
as it is human nature to endure
and lift ourselves above the suffering
So even though we strayed
we still love and have matured
to rise above the darkness that prevails
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