Escape

I have seen the land of the lost.

Men and women like you and I;

scared and struggling to get by;

Making do with what they have;

while stretching themselves beyond their means.

Babies screaming, children crying,

parents oblivious to the scene.

I have met some of the Forgotten.

Boys and girls withdrawn and thin;

Wandering aimlessly, clueless where to begin.

Taking ill advice from 'seasoned' folk.

Pennies earned go up in smoke.

Swapping secrets that no one should keep.

Enduring the blow of each gluttonous creep.

I have felt the air of desperation

Buzzing around the rooms.

The need to save the sick and suffering

from impending doom.

I have joined forces with the Warriors.

Standing strong and eager to tell.

How hope, faith and forgiveness helped us

escape the grips of hell.