The Strays
by Guila Manchester

More and more we hear their stories;
the suffering and the pain.
And most of all the heartbreak;
they can't go home again.

After all the miles of wandering
the home's no longer there.
And the master that they search for;
the master doesn't care.

And you who call yourself a man
in God's own image made,
took one such trusting creature
and then that trust betrayed.

If you could only understand;
there has to be a way
to make you see the hopeless plight
of your abandoned stray.

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