Words written not for mine eyes

but for those in heaven above.

A plea

A cry

for help in any way.

Not knowing what to do anymore

desperation takes hold of the heart

and words are quickly written

and given up to those ghostly forms.

"Oh Lord Please hear me,

Please help me."

Guide us simple souls

to help those less fortunate than I

make my hands your instruments

to heal this injustice

this hurt.

Ink works written upon a scrap of paper

strike deep within my heart

and make me weep.

How can I save this human soul?

How can I save the babe?