The world is changing
Beyond the eyes of innocent
Such things are still covered
Few unlocked the wall
As the wanderer awake
Find an effulgent path
Forefathers quill to remember
The scrolls for stillness
For hearth and longing soul
Acceptance of being vulnerable
This one’s journey is for all
As the scars remind the freedom
Tears heals the bleeding veins
As confusions end in stillness
Lost now find the solemn rest
Why always thinks of
own safety?
If there’s ONE that really cares
And knows the motives of man.
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