Pure Hearts
Pure hearts! To bring this world to shame
They are intended for
They cause an everlasting game
And everlasting war
The purest hearts are given us
In time when we are born
Some later fill them up with lust
Some end up being torn
And he, who carries pure heart:
Through periouds of time
His body`ll never fall apart
His soul`ll be beautyfied
You`ll feel a pure heart is near
And you will bend your knee
Amongst the rotten city smells
His scent`s so flowery.
Amongst another`s anguish sights
His sight`s so well-disposed
Amongst another`s yells and shouts
His speach so right composed
And you - whose heart was never pure-
Embody deadly sins
Here comes your willingness to cure
Hysteria and screams
My dear, there`s no need to sore
And yet no time to yell
`Cause one`s way to a heaven`s door
Another`ll lead to hell.
Pure Hearts
© Copyright: Кант Кникер, 2009
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