Helpless
Helpless, broken by the bitter dreams of life
a lovers soul, shattered by conflicting dreams of strife
the fathers needs, outweighed by broken love
God made man with arms of love to give
Trapped, the broken dreams of yesterday revealed
work the crucifix of life's impending doom
demands, the legacy of broken souls
God made man with arms of love to give
Sometimes the battle's of a broken world
demand a ransom men can seldom pay
sometimes the locks of doors are broken wide
God made man with arms of love to give
from realms of broken dreams we crawl and grow
the shadows of the broken heart we know
yet from the depths of pain we love again
God made man with arms of love to give.
Copyright © Bernard Barclay | Year Posted 2014
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