Sharon Gail Davis
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A Man Not A Number
(Dedicated to my son, and to all God's children
who got lost on life's highway and are coming home.)
Pardon me, Mister, but that man that you disdain
Was once a carefree child laughing in the rain.
He's not just a number, a faceless man in white.
Somewhere someone prays for him long into the night.
He's a man with a name and was his father's pride and joy.
Grandpa taught him now to fish when he was a restless boy.
Just another heartless convict, not fit to walk the street?
His wife longs for his loving touch, so gentle and so sweet.