by the hands of a heartless individual
a wonderful soul was abused and tortured
for fifty long and miserable years
there were tears, pain, and suffering

he cried and wished to be free

and he heard the people speak many times
of some peace loving gods of india
he saw them clasp their hands together
and pray in the streets and temples

he knelt down on his scarred knees

and he prayed to those same gods
when he prayed for deliverance
from those chains that bind him
and cut deeply into his flesh

he prayed earnestly with faith

and on a hot dry sultry night in july
this wonderful soul became top priority
some heavenly angels with love came
and released him from those chains

his prayers were heard and answered

for the first time he felt love
for the first time he had freedom
the nightmare of imprisonment is over
he was weeping, truly he was weeping

Rachel Nichols

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/wildlife-sos-thank-you/