i am at home
with the wounded,
the bruised, the troubled,
those who wear their scars
for all the world to see.
i know the darkness
as well as the light….
the darkness around us,
the darkness within me….
and i know that tiny spark
of light… that lies within
the mistake made….
that lies beneath the tears
and fears of the soul oppressed….
that reaches out hand for hand
in the sea of human struggling!

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