= We are weak we are weak We are weak, My love. Weak from the cause of our pain We are weak we are weak We are weak, My love. Weakness with nothing to gain. You suffer and strive With no hope to survive Foolish, the source of your pain. We are weak from the Laughter of children Weak from the fall Of their tears Weak from our own Foolish suffering Suffering without hope from our fears. Your minds are Lit like a candle Burning away and away. But if you just look inside You’ll find you survive Free from the source of your pain. This poem comes from a place of love. Although you may not believe in channeling, I think the message behind the poem remains clear, no matter its origins. To me, this poem represents the power of our minds and…