If Stones Can Cry Out, Then I know There Is Always Hope

There is only one I follow, but I will stand beside you if you are kind, if you love...forgive and can look at a full grown adult and see a child. See the child within, when the bottle touches their lips, so that they forget the rape...the abuse.              
When cold steel pierces their veins so that they can get as close to the thief of death as they can without actually dying, and there, trading pieces of their broken soul for a bad memory.              
When they lay cold and naked on the ground, where fancy shoes walk over them like trash laying on the sidewalks. Veterans also, who trusted that the freedom they fought for would be utilized in light, that they were serving for a country that would always watch out for them, and afterwards, having to acknowledge they only went to war to fight and die for those whos only concern was to retain power long enough to do their evil works from behind the safety of an office desk. How about this? You give them a shoe, and we will give them a shoe, whether they match or not in style it doesn't matter, their feet would be warm.              
Then if you believe in a war so vehemently enough, mount your horse and go with your soldiers.    
True leaders walk beside the people who give them advancements to the front of the line because they believed in your rhetoric of hope for a better way, a better tomorrow.                
We don't need self ritcheous kings or queeens, we need brothers and sisters who distribut strength and encouragement...leadership.            
It weighs heavy on my heart, the beautiful souls of this world, darkened by agendas and storms of the elites.                
We are not your Guinea pigs anymore.                
God sees all.              
He has seen it all from the start, hurting innocent people who have lost their way and are searching for guidance back to the good paths, where stability and integrity of a leaders words still existed.