Who will protect us now?
Who will provide shelter from the elements outside?
Where will we run to now?
What will bring us refuge?
We are so exposed...out here...in the rain...in the cold...in the sleet, hail and lightening...
We've lost our protection...the very essence of our being has been ripped from our souls...
There is a violent storm around us, it's destructive power is increasing...but, we have no where to run to...no haven in which to abide...
For You, our Forever Safe Place...have died
And it's so hard to look up, when your face is being smashed into the ground.
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