A Message To Send! Poem by 3mvi 3mvi

In the name of the Father,
In the name of the Son,
Please shouter louder,
Then the shrike of the gun,

Make your message known;
Make the people understand;
Make your sarrow shown
So they may land a hand.

And if they don't,
Don't lose on hope,
May your will never slope,
And if it those, it's cause confront.

'To watch the world through my eyes',
It's a wish that will make them bleed;
I shroud my life in sighs
At a maximum speed.

I try not to confess my stres,
But as the world turns cold,
It presses on my chest, now restless,
So I, my bustling pain unfold.

Only with this pounding chill howling on the inside,
Can I manage to heal this blaze of fire from my outside.