The Power of One

So young & naive, in with the wrong crowd

She just wanted out but wasnt allowed

So one day she ran & thought she was free

But she was betrayed so none heard her plea

They found her so fast, dragged out by her hair

Her head full of lumps & patches left bare

Thrown into a car & onto the floor

Pinned down by his feet, he called her a whore

She feared for her life & thought she might die

Her face in the floor, she started to cry

She called out to God & started to pray

For Him to protect her without a delay

Just then there were sirens, her prayers had been heard

And she had survived all she had endured

Then it was all over & they were in jail

They should have been taught that good will prevail

She prayed once again, with thanks in her heart

For getting a chance to make a new start