Pray, Poem by Liza Sud

Pray,
That Lord gave me strength!
For me strength is so lacking...
That we at last were merged embraced... -
Power of truth melts without acting!

What's good to me, I know it all,
But with faith there is no one near?
Next to me is the one - by squad
of good he multiplied love's gear!

I'm not alone. No truth there's of singles,
when fire of ruins is around ...
Let brothers' eyes into my back be shining
and then... - together we will defeat evil!