What happened to the pure of heart?
Where did they all go?
The innocent have all but gone.
They aren't in this world any more.

They left us with greed and cowardice.
Streets washed red with blood.
Of life and love there is none.

It's one man for himself.
They stand on the front line,
But there is no physical enemy on the other side.

Where did the strong of spirit go?
Do they not still live?
Is chivalry really dead?
Or is it in hiding again?

We are left in a pit of darkness.
Where hope is all but none.

But wait!
There is a light, so bright that it nearly blinds.
The light is warm and beautiful, where love and hope shine.

There is a man who is holding out His hand.
"Please, come and take it. I will free you from this land."

So we take His hand and walk with Him.
Away from this place.
To somewhere so beautiful no description can name.

"Welcome home, my child." He spoke with a smile so bright.
And for the first time we are safe in Heaven's light.