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 © | Year Posted 2018

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Ajmal Avatar
March 12, 2018 at 9:13 AM
It s a very beautiful and inspirational poem, isn t it s nice to know that the end is near? That Jesus is coming, and although I fully agree with your poem but I believe that life is a race, if you don t run fast, others will crush you and leave you behind
Harris Avatar
March 12, 2018 at 10:30 AM
Yes so true, thank you sweet friend for the kind words, may you be blessed in all you do.
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