Help 'em God

Oh pity! they seem hungry, they look thirsty,
aliment them, pour the rain,
young yet withered, unable to move,
free them all, for they cry in pain,
lost is the agility, hard to walk,
allow them wings, let 'em fly insane,
assign them eyes to stare at the sun,
haunted by the dark, their vision refrained,
engulfed by the sheer low, waiting to get slaughtered,
protect them, beautify the fate, 

Free them from those chains,

trapped in the games, they tend to lose,
help them triumph, don't let efforts in vain,
frustration drives them to disbelief,
show yourself God, to make them human once again..