Broken hearts can't see
for their vision is scattered
bleeding hearts too
can see no love
they're blinded by the blood
and their vision,
thus is blurred
so then stop the bleeding
so then that love can return
we may be down
out although we ain't
river Jordan to have crossed
yet far from Canaan i know we stand
i am but a good soldier
unbroken
unbowed
and time stands no still
so still intact i remain
i know some will say
i know some will nay
but time soaks all sorrows
when happyness follows beautyful tomorrows
insanity?
courage.
hope.
© August 2011
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