An ode I sing to those who lay forgotten;
torn by hellish winds and rain begotten.
Their limbs are severed by prejudice and ignorance;
their souls beaten by a once known innocence.

An ode I sing to those who never knew love;
seeking sweet warmth as white as a dove.
But I sing there never will be such a thing,
in a life forever so cold and unfeeling.

An ode I sing to those who lost their way;
their spark of life extinguished like a predator's prey.
They are torn between its teeth and wait for death;
begging for it until their final breath.

An ode I sing to those like you and me,
who will always struggle in this endless sea.
Those around slowly give up, but for now I'll swim.
Until the day you begin to sing this bitter hymn.