Broken Hearts
Broken hearts
Have mercy on our soul oh God
Cos too many faces are not smiling
Their minds are heavy
They are troubled in a world full of troubles
They got hope yes few hopes
It is sad to see how we pass through
The space of time
Generation after generation
We keep Bleeding
The curse never ends
Different issues all time yet
Same problems
How We keep existing this I cant explain
Cos our life's speak more than
I can write oh God
My only quest is nothing
But a healing for all this
Broken hearts
Broken hearts
Have mercy on our soul oh God
Cos the sons and daughters
Of Zion are scattered all over the globe
On same quest
They are troubled in a cold world
So many are lost
Alot are forgotten in jail
Too many are still bleeding
In different continents
Our yesterdays keep showing up
On our every new day
Our change are far despite our efforts
We can't breathe a new air
Cos our dignity is polluted
Even the sea know the odour
Of our corps
We are troubled in a cold world
Our rights are not what it is suppose
To be
And we are meant to be calm
What a life what a world
I know this is not what the universe
Bleeds to us
Oh God have mercy
Cos it hurt to see what
The world has turned us to
Even in a 21st century
No wonder I woke up this morning praying
And my quest to you oh God is
To have mercy on this
Broken hearts
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