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Thieves of the Heart
One takes what does not belong
In depths of darkness, moonlight night
Daylight's ruins, breathless soul it feeds
Our demeanor broken beneath the flesh
Heart broken, emotion of evil devour
Hurt tortures as if death appeared
Stolen, denied life's promised ambition
They rove, benign behind the face
Thieves of the heart, robbed life's expectations
Our soul torn, prod like a dead animal
Killed senselessly, even words cut a rip
To satisfy their own needs, thieves of the heart
At the hands of greed, selfishness of desire
Like a ghostly wind, a whisk and gone
What is it we believe, life or death we follow
Graves dug everyday, even ourselves a wall
No man kill the bee, they just want the honey
In us we live without remorse to consequences
Always taken granted, we destroy all we live
Human sacrifice or Earth's expense the price
Thieves of the heart, denial to God's creation
Mortality of mankind questioned morals
Or their own doing to devastation of death
Two thieves hung but only one went to heaven
Be it choice, what life you lead to another
That you even steal from yourself lifeless soul
But another, you make them a thief of the heart
Copyright ©
Steve Harvell
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