Stranger

the world is growing stranger
always full of danger
like being lost in a forest
endangered by nature
yet being found by a ranger
nothing could be stranger
since the world is our chamber
full of human strangers
makes me kind of wonder
if we`ve made some kind of blunder
in the way we treat each other
because a stranger is just a brother
we all need one another
we`re here to help each other
thru the stroms thru the thunder
let`s put a stop to all the hunger
because we are not just another number

poem by Joseph Whelan
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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