Captives Of The World

Watch over the tender
because heart’s that feel softness
know how to love in ways
that are unseen by the world.

The world is black and breaks
and takes captive in its hold,
sweet songs that sound sweet
and tarnishes them with mold.

The captives they lash about
too many things have they heard
of the broken spirits and souls
whose lives have been disturbed.

We hurt for the broken
we are easy to believe the lies
that come from mouths of
serpents in disguise.

I have heard happy tales
and I have heard sorrow more.
I cry every night myself I do,
for the pain of those I adore.

3 Comments Add yours

  1. Excellent writing.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. J.M. says:

      Lincol I certainly appreciate that.

      Liked by 1 person

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