Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Little Pieces


Gods heart in little pieces,
Spread throughout the world.
Torn to shreds upon the Cross,
To Save a little girl.
A little boy who knows no love,
A father on his knees.
A mother who is broken.
One big Forest,
Full of trees.


The Elderly forgotten,
Lived through Two world Wars.
Lost life and limb for Freedom,
Now begging door to door.
Can’t mention Jesus in our schools,
That ,they call abuse.
Politically Correct dictates,
Freedom’s self made noose.


The baby born with HIV,
The ones who never cry,
Bound in silent anger,
Never knowing why.
The tainted and the dying,
That no one wants to know.
Gods heart in little pieces,
Because He Loves them so.

How beautiful those pieces are,
Wherever they may shine,
Crying with the Fathers tears,
These children are still mine,
When you walk away from them,
You walk away from me
Torn to little pieces,
for a future I could see.


Gods heart in little pieces,
Spread throughout the world.
Torn to shreds upon the Cross,
To save a little girl.
A little boy who knows no love,
A father on his knees.
A mother who is broken.
One big Forest,
Full of trees.

Elizabeth





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