we pray

i am here in this shelter
you gave me a name
there are so many more
out there, like me
just the same
our pictures are posted
our stories are told
in a cage we are hosted
some of us until we are old
our supply never ending
but where is the demand
we did not ask to be here
being homeless was unplanned
and when space grows crowded
we are walked down a hall
some of us frightened,
barely able to crawl
we pray every day
that this will go away