Panicked, I ran to seek her shelter

There was no help
No one came to aid
A friend I called she forsook my pledge to the wind
I recounted Scripture to a sranger
Founded in consolation to the hands of an anonymity

I panicked for her and sought her shelter

Nothing came of it.
I cried to the Founds and Origins but my friend never came
There was no friend or familiar face in sight
She was Out of Sight but my panic receeded not
I saught for help to find shelter
My calls not heeded my loud noise not heard
It was me they saw and they dspised
It was her they heard and it came to none

I panicked for her and saught her shelter


The time of SOS had passed


I panicked for her and saught her shelter This to her is my ode.

I ran to a friend for you but was left bereaved.


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