Here are words for the lonely
The ones who seek and find
Only to lose again, time after time
Here are words for the weak
The ones who are afraid
Every turn leads to another blade
Here are words for sorrowful
The ones who never rest
Ev'ry memory a hole in their chest
Here are words for the downcast
The ones who are blind
Lost in the night, lost in the grind
Here are words for the honest
The ones who bleed to death
Cut apart by every liar's breath
Here are words for the righteous
The ones who die for love
Every day a sacrifice is made
Here are words for the noble
The ones who lift up the small
Only to be left out in the bitter squall
Here are words that tell you
You are heard and seen
Here is a willing arm on which you may lean
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem