To all those who have something to believe in
On my wings the lost come together,
Lost souls under one faith to come for salvation,
The souls of the children were paralyzed,
In purgatory, trying to rise from damnation.
So I rose with my golden winds,
Through the hottest of hell's flame,
The people who know not the way to go,
Have one their selves to blame.
The jewel that we once possessed was destroyed,
And the dim light came down upon us,
Together we were rising above the pain,
And together we are bless.
Someone had to save the children,
From the fate of darkness,
Through the golden gates we stepped through
And was greeted with kindness and love.
| Wow, this sounds like you have hope for the future of our corrupted world. The poem reminds me of how everyone should live, and I'm glad I read this, you don't need to improve on this. I wish I could write as well as you.||| Posted on 2007-11-09 00:00:00 | by jasonsanctuary | [ Reply to This ] |