IF i could speak to the world
just a single thing
it would be not to worry
i won’t remain useless
i gather around my faith
a broken heart of life
Father in Heaven
a golden chute for me to
fall into but i fight for
this life upon a crazy world
where i have no voice.
My heart, my head and hands
are my own and i make them
shape them into the Life
i Live.

I will get there one day.
I pray.
I will get there one day.
I know.
I will drop down to my knees
and pray.

I know i am small but it’s
all i have here in flesh
and blood and pain Father.


:: 10.03.2020 ::

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