A Silent Prayer for the Last of Us
By Jeff Lee
A silent prayer for the last of us
The few who have not yet been freed
A silent prayer for the last of us
Those few that are blind to the things they will not see
A silent prayer for the last of us
Whose numbers are dwindling still
A silent prayer for the last of us
Who may yet push back from life’s table with bellies filled
A silent prayer for the last of us
The ones still enshrouded in pain
A silent prayer for the last of us
The ones who have forgotten how to make it back home again
A silent prayer for the last of us
Those shackled by the doubts of their mind
A silent prayer for the last of us
Who will not are not looking for what they need to find
A silent prayer for the last of us
Who brake under the pressure like falling rocks
A silent prayer for the last of us
Who scream out in pain for relief but lack voices with which
they must talk
A silent prayer for the last of us
Those burning with longing for the land of honey and cream
A silent prayer for the last of us
The few that are tormented so much they feel pain even while
they dream
A silent prayer for the last of us
Who need only be shown the way
A silent pray for the last of us
Who once awakened will continue this pray some day
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