My Dear Unknown(5)

Worries for the best soul.

I am so worried for you,
I am exact afraid,
Since, i read your great fight
And so much wicked deafness.

You are in front of many battles:
For childrens' wellbeing,
Or young's people,
Or exploited women.

For starving kids or people,
For thirty beings,
For homeless,, jobless, or stateless
And even for imprisoned hearts.

I can't survive to image me,
The gloomy end of so a fight
A youth neglected or sacrifices,
As all defenders travel.

For help you now, I can't escape,
Because a daying dragon,
Decided: "Without my special milk,
Will be burned, also a whole life-work".

Suntwin