Crisis

From crisis to crisis they drift alone,

The tide's too strong, to stem their flow,

Living lives that know no light,

In shadows of pretence, gain their strength to fight,

Of lies and games, their history's made,

What is true, and real makes them afraid,

Frightened, scared, insecure, no trust,

What's good, what's right, just turned to dust,

Cannot be helped, will not be lead,

Back into light, the path's now dead,

Neglected, rejected, abused and lost,

Their future life? That's just the cost.