Tears of Home
Looking around homes,
I saw people wallowing in tears;
Tears of children they cannot care for,
and the tears of what eyes have seen that cannot be explained.
I cared, said 'fight', when you cannot hold yourselves.
I will not fight in this home but I will fight with my tears.
who can tell the next tears on people's eyes?
The tears of unprepared souls for His arrival.
Pastor Emmanuel.
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