Children Of Sorrow
This world becomes smaller; day after day;
each day, is another vain tomorrow;
we pray that all will become better some way;
to help God’s children of sorrow.
The more, we learn; the sadder, we become;
this world is drowning in sadness;
ignoring the wisdom of the holy one;
choosing perpetual madness.
We pray for the best; expecting the worst;
our faith, slowly, dwindling away;
for righteousness; we’re to hunger and thirst;
tho, I’ve forgotten how to pray.
I feel like a child; become lost in the woods;
searching to find the way home;
I’ve lost my way; become misunderstood;
now, I am old and alone.
I know how I feel about a child of mine;
for him; I only want the best;
eternal love is from the lord divine;
so I know every child is blessed.
Righteousness requires growing pains;
heartbreaks are a part of our path;
only from loss; do we experience gains;
for us; God has love; not wrath.
Children of sorrow; must endure the night;
sorrows come from our fall from above;
only from death; can we return to the light;
all our sorrows will teach us to love.
Monty 10.1.25. # 2,998