Our men,
Our women,
Trapped in an odd world.
A world unlike their own.
Strangers pass them.
Staring and whispering.
They are outcasts.
Different.
Just like their two worlds.
At home,
Prayers and pleas are spoken,
But not heard.
Letters sent,
But not received.
Those letters brought back,
But not our men and women.
If we put love in their hearts,
And a heavenly address on them,
Will they be brought back too?