The world is changing
Beyond the eyes of innocent
Such things are still covered

Few unlocked the wall
As the wanderer awake
Find an effulgent path

Forefathers quill to remember
The scrolls for stillness
For hearth and longing soul

Acceptance of being vulnerable
This one’s journey is for all
As the scars remind the freedom

Tears heals the bleeding veins
As confusions end in stillness
Lost now find the solemn rest

Why always  thinks of own safety?
If there’s ONE that really cares
And knows the motives of man.