"The Strays" More and more we hear their stories; The suffering and the pain.
And most of all the heartbreak; They can't go home again. After all the miles of wandering The home's no longer there.
And the master that they search for; The master doesn't care. And you who call yourself a man In God's own image made,
Took one such trusting creature And then that trust betrayed. If you could only understand; There has to be a way
To make you see the hopeless plight Of your abandoned stray. by Guila Manchester January 1976 |