I Come To You With Needs

I come to you with needs...

As I cannot provide for myself.

I carry a cross with no beads,

--And a heart dependent on God's realm.

For my hunger makes me weak,

For my head does not speak,

Without a tongue for those to hear,

What I say far and near.

For my demeanor makes me meek,

I follow the shepherd and I seek,

Warmth, love and fulfillment...

For my soul needs nourishment.

I represent those of God's People,

Those who seek a steeple,

Those who are banished by the people--

...who stand for evil.

Nourish us!

Food for growth and strength,

Sound mind, and endurance length.

Clothe me!

To cover my body.

To signal my personality,

And to keep up with environment-ality!

Lastly, shelter me!

For no one...

...is a homeless personality!