Prose on Regards of Hope- Pt. 1
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Give me hope,
Humanity-
I'm livin' in a nightmare.
Praying for better dreams;
Jesus weeps
As he hears the
Screams of the
Saints.
The holy shouts.
The soulful cries;
"My children,
Keep the faith alive."
Dr. King,
Had a dream,
And marched the streets
Of washington.
For you, and I.
For we.
But now,
All I see,
Is severance, and the ignorance of;
"He is not of I-
Of we."
Color's fading;
Sky's, black and
Shades of
Gray.
Sweet Jesus,
How do I live for today?
My brothers
They fight.
My sisters,
Naive;
Never to realize the deteriorations of their souls;
We're sinners in the eyes of a merciful
God.
Sweet mercy,
Heavenly father-
And radiate your light from among the heavens.
- Through the wisdom of the old,
The will of the strong,
The faith in the believers,
The eyes of the dreamers-
We not perish yet;
In regards to the limited few;
Give me hope,
Humanity.
I have faith in you.