Dylan Foss Poet Rhyme

Where Is the Love

Racism, war murder, fear
The world is a dangerous place my dear
Poverty, Depression, Lord above
Lord above, where is the love?

The world is slowly falling apart
Losing its soul; losing its heart
People out for what they can take
Not knowing that their lives are at stake
People in the streets with no food to eat
No shelter, no home, no shoes on their feet
They do not know the word; do not know the light 
Lord, do not let them leave your sight

Many struggle with earthly possessions
Running in circles with mortal obsessions
Filling a void that cannot be filled
Their hearts freeze and then become chilled
They are judged by their fellow men
They are but animals in their stereotype’s pen
They search for love; to hold onto something
But in the end, the judgment of man means nothing
Judgment is solely bestowed upon you
Only you lord, your heart is true

As the world falls apart
Losing its soul; losing its heart
As times come to an end
Judgment Day come forth to send
On this earth O’Lord above
Lord tell me: Where is the love?

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Dan Cwiak October 16, 2015 at 1:08 AM Nicely written, Dylan. This is the age old question since Adam took a bite of that apple. Remember, however, that the Lord showed His love for us many times since, and even though it may not seem that He is there, He is and will always be. It never hurts to ask the question that you raise, for you cannot find if you do not seek.