"Home"
In this imperfect world,
Where rich lives for their greatness
And poor people become more indigent
Respect for humanity diminishes
And money is more powerful than faith!
In this imperfect world,
Where violence seems prevalent
The innocent people become the victims
Justice is blind and deaf
And nations rise against nations
In this imperfect world,
Where children are the common prey
Their voices left unheard
Schooled in wars and bombs
Tears are only their shields
But if we read God's word
"In heaven, he prepares many mansions"
No more worries, No cries
purely joy and happiness!
We are all brothers and sisters
Either we are black or white
God's love for us is perpetual
And in his kingdom, there is a place called
"home"
This is my entry for word poetry challenge initiated by
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