Give a home to those,
Who run from home
Give a stone to those
Whose heart`s a stone
Rubbed together, they will
Bring a spark
That will lighten up
The stoned dark
Trust in those, who`re
Not the ones to trust
Find the purity in those,
Who drawn in lust
Be a harmony for those,
Who`ve lost their nerve
Give a hug to those
Who don`t deserve
Give a break to those
Whose times were tough
Take my excess, and let others
Have enough
Bring back fathers to the
Families they`d quit
Bring back childhood
To every broken kid
Dry would be the eyes
That cried for years
Give a happy end
To love affairs
Give your holy hand
I`m on the stairs
Reaching for the only one
Who cares.
GOD
© Copyright: Кант Кникер, 2012
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