Listen
do we hear the cries of the dead?
the stench of violence
society makes it hard for us
the fighting of ones rights and equal opporunity
dreams that conceal our nightmares
hear the crys
smell the depression
heal the lies of ones heart
taste the world of peace
hopefully death will eventually decrease
hear the outcome of wars
battle scars and blood left on our land
listen to the heartbeat of passion and love
hear my angles sing from our father gates
the gates of good souls that sing for life
death is the begining of life
smell the scent of fear
violence and destruction of natural life , god fears
touch the affect of god streaming tears
his world , destroyed by deception of the devil
see the clip of a gun
hear the peircing sounds as it hits gods kids
the blood that stands gods land
listen to our hearts and passion
hear god calls
the calls of honesty
just take a look at the world, listen and sense all the postive and negative outcomes
listen to the world
now as you listen. speak with your heart!
Copyright © Fago Franklin | Year Posted 2010
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