For the weak
and the strong
and the poor
and the rich.
For the lonely
and the alone
Those with tears in their eyes
that fall into our souls
For the dying
and the dead
and the newborns everywhere.
For the broken
and for those who piece them back together
White
Black
Gay
Straight
Happy
Sad
Whether you believe in God
or many or none
And despite the fact you may not accept this
I will still pray for all of us
Apr 18, 2011
Apr 18, 2011 at 7:25 AM UTC
For the weak
and the strong
and the poor
and the rich.
For the lonely
and the alone
Those with tears in their eyes
that fall into our souls
For the dying
and the dead
and the newborns everywhere.
For the broken
and for those who piece them back together
White
Black
Gay
Straight
Happy
Sad
Whether you believe in God
or many or none
And despite the fact you may not accept this
I will still pray for all of us
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