Amongst the fallen lay the hidden.
Those whom hearts rose from the numbing that envelops this world
And are prepared to give themselves, satisfying the thirst of the needed.
These heroes of the shadows are one and many.
Dispersed through out the land
Sparking tiny lights of flame
That embrace the young
And melt the sheets of ice that hold the chains of ignorance towards others and their own.
Their hearts bound to shelter the hopeless
Their bodies moving fluidly, embracing, spreading the warmth
Souls destined to help out of kindness.
These are some small words I am dedicating to those whom are helping the victims of Hurricanes Irma and Maria even though they are victims themselves. The struggle has become reality yet we stand together, bound to be hurt, but never to be broken.
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