No Anchor For Rancour

The future has no anchor If your heart is filled with rancour Tame your heart and calm your anger Don't be so cruel like the thunder Bitter tree yields a bitter fruit Unless you change it by the root Bitterness yields to bitterness But a great heart yields to greatness Every heart has a reason To rise and fall by the season A haughty heart will always fall And the lowly will stand tall So learn sometimes to bend your knees And abhor hate, give chance to peace A heart that knows to bend when wrong Will learn to rise to be strong