Humble Hearts
Humble hearts is the start
of a world that is marked.
Coming from a vast and cruel society
of anger, hate, and finally the end of humanity.
The world goes by so fast
like the breaking of glass.
We strive to find our place
but life isn't a race.
Where is the love we once had
it's lost in a moment of mad.
Humble hearts is the start
of a world that is marked.
Silence finds its way to each soul
on grounds of cold.
Happiness is drowned by the sound of bloodshead
that our lives truly unfolds.
Peace will find its way back home
as we face the world and roam.
The end is near as we have feared
The life we lived will bring us to tears.
The souls that we used to live on earth
will finds its way back to God of birth.
Humble hearts is the start
of a world that is marked.
Copyright © Anita Harris | Year Posted 2018
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