Shelter (by James Leland Ludeau III from Lafayette,LA)

gimme shelter
or i might fade away
on this fierce night
with their words of hate
and their actions of ignorance
feels like a war is brewing
a storm threatening over my life
wanna run into your big arms and hide
shelter me from the storm
let it rage
every storm eventually runs out of rain
let them throw sticks and stones
with you by my side i'll make it through
for when things erupt
you're my shelter
you protect me from the nonsense
your words are an umbrella that keeps me dry
you keep me safe
even when the enemy is within myself

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