If starvation wasn't enough
They are forgotten by being remembered
If dying wasn't enough
They work day and night
If seeing loved ones pass wasn't enough
They fear their deaths
And yet some still find the peace
That was always there
And yet some still sing and praise
To the God who gave them life
And yet they pray day and night
Never giving up hope
They become thirsty
But still praise the Lord
They are malnourished
But still love the Lord
They die faster everyday
But still sing of the Lord's greatness
Hopes
Higher than ours
Praying
More than us
Singing
Happier than us
We are blessed more
But we simply are sand to their hopes
We are healthy
But we simply aren't singing as loud as they are
We are safe
But we are in danger of Satan's curse
They are
Stronger than the blessed.
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Poems From The Mind-COMPLETED
PoetryJust a bunch of random poems about anything that comes to mind. Completed.-editing at the moment but completed. please tell me if there are any speller or grammar mistakes. Thanks. Book 1 of Poems From The Series
