Blood is love
You protect your own
Forgive them their debts
With the truth been told
But then who is judge
If the jury is out
Is the verdict still love
Or can the verdict be found?
And what will become?
Of the meek and the mild
Their hearts so naïve
Like an innocent child
Protected or scarred
By what they can see
Living in fear
What is harmony?
Preparing for hope,
Although it seems scarce
Seeking the light
Though it vaguely seems clear
Who is the survivor?
A rhetorical question?
Another challenge in life
A most valuable lesson!
© Tina G
November 12th, 2007 at 9:41 pm
Tarab…
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