Okay a friend of mine wrote a poem that really caught my eyes and i thought it would be awesome if i post it here on my blog and share it with the world...i did not catch its title but at least i have its body...i hope you see between the lines and discover the same beauty that i saw in it too. At times like i do say, poetry speaks my mind better than i express myself in any other means. Cheers.

Courtesy of Maroa Range...

The earth is stained with human anguish,
By such infamous deeds we can’t dismiss,
Why should we all die in terrible torment,
Or be stuck down at any unjust moment.

With our beautiful cities laid waste in ashes,
When the army’s of the powers embrace in clashes,
While the horn of the oppressor is blown,
And the seeds of destruction are sown.

It is for the eyes of the world to find every fault,
And to correct them before our civilization is naught,
What good is it to say that victory was mine,
When in doing so I severed every family line.

Blacks and whites and all shades between,
Know we’re heading for more conflicts then there’s ever been,
And how will we receive Christ when he returns to earth again,
Will he be nailed to a cross once more by us.
ARE WE INSANE

Have you ever just taken a minute and paused everything you are doing and just look in the face of people passing by you one by one? I did, and it is heart wrenching how a lot of people are going through a lot of hidden pain in them. Everybody is just a walking volcano and most of these people's pain is triggered by other people who ignored just shutting up or speaking the right words when needed.

This is my letter to all those who are going through that pain and social depression. I am with you.

People are going to treat you bad, walk on you no matter how nice you try to be to them. They are going to make you cry and you are going to feel like life hates you because you give it the best and in return people give you their worst. Don't give up, just never give up because I promise you that it gets better. All the pain that hurts in your heart will one day fade and once again, the magic waterfall will pour in your heart. No matter what you are going through, shed your tears, forgive them and just humble yourself; remember fire doesn't cool fire but water heals the burns...where you sow good, it is good that you will reap; love only comes where it is invited and God only saves those who are broken. Whenever they pin you down, think of Christ; he was spat on, he was beaten, abused and killed by the same people he came to save, but never even for once did he think of vengeance as much as he had the power of God in his palms. For he knew victory that comes with the wounds is always the sweetest. Don't let people change you...be God's instrument and His rewards will amaze you. Remember people can only mistreat you if they are intimidated by you but always take the high road, don't stoop to their level.
© g!o.inked