Faith Of Theirs Poem by Elizabeth Fletcher

Life is fleeting...
Strife is greeting
Us at our doors.
Knees tremble and hit the floors
Begging for a shred of forgiveness.
They shouldn't of had to live this!
Their hearts are not filled
With cruel, vile thoughts!
Their minds contain kindness,
And hope... Even when it's a long shot.
Their faith is unmatched
And for that they suffer.
They are exiled amongst their friends
For they always seem to bring trouble in the end.
They are hated...
They are feared...
They are considered a disgrace.
But not one has yet to lose his faith.