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Just something I wrote |
| He saw the horror in their eyes When tornadoes would draw near And when earthquakes hit and floods rush by He saw them tremble with fear. As diseases ravaged the ones they loved And children were put in their grave He wished their tears he could wipe away Their broken hearts he could save. Angry men did awful things And turned the blue skies gray When innocent people were put in harm A heavy heart did he weigh. He questioned why these things did happen What purpose did hey fulfill The only answer he received was This was the master’s will. There were stories of this master plan A purpose for everyone And he loved the world so very much He sacrificed his son. He wondered how, with so much love, He could allow so much pain. As he wondered how death could be in the plan He felt his own faith drain. The tears flowed freely from his eyes As more lives began to fade And slowly off he pulled his wings Tired of the masquerade. A fallen angel wiped his tears As down the last wing fell And still today he wanders by Somewhere between Heaven and Hell. |