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Isaac Sands Jul 2012
Faces pass by me
In a ceaseless crowd.
I am overwhelemed,
With the task
To which I am bound.

Compassion can ****,
I feel it in my soul.
For the tears of man
Quickly overflow.

I cry pardon to the masses,
Yet they do not Understand.
The Truth is before them,
But no one raises a hand.

I wish it were simple,
Easy too.
But if that were the case,
The Word would not be true.

A seed is planted and
Watered by some.
But only by His Hand,
will fruit ever be grown.
Suus Mar 2020
Screams,
making every,
human turn around.

Curious eyes,
following the sound.

Tears clearly in your eyes,
with a desperate look,
as façade.

My sister,
truly overwhelemed,
by shame,
and the memories,
she wished,
never had.

Because this,
will just fit in,
like all the others.

Always filled,
with your cursed words,
that leaves my,
sister in a hopeless state.

Hearing her cries,
begging you to stop.

Seeing my sister like that,
the one that is always so strong for me,
broken by you before my eyes.

In that moment,
I will do anything,
to make it,
stop.





"I hate you"
It always works

— The End —