Where is our meekness to restore such a one?
Unadulterated love judging
innocence?
Exasperated! ! Children covered with veils of death, hatred, ungrateful selfishness, dark eyes full of despair.
It is evident that with turbulent grudges they close the rudimentary gaps passed down from generation to generation. Chemically imbalanced stigmatized psyche, not being able to comprehend
Bewildered loving family members
with raised brows outside looking in, heart broken, in locked rooms, frightened, beating their chests with guilt to no end.
Pharmakia induced day
mares that drown the
compassionate empathic souls,
leaving but a carcass of
repercussive delusional tingly sensations that
they say that with time fades away... zombified, still walking this earth spiritually in decay.
OH! but to be a fly on the wall on judgement day
...Forgive me my brethren, that for this pain that had me so undone
I also ask for your prayers, and unconditional love, and for HIM to restore such a one.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
THIS POEM IS ABOUT THE EPIDEMIC OF DRUGS KILLING OUR CHILDREN.