Wherever I've been,
Wherever I've turned-
From Father to son,
The lesson is learned.
Where did it come from?
How did it start?
So many; so blinded,
With "hate" in their heart.
One can't judge a book,
By the cover it bares,
Except for the Bible,
That black and white shares.
We must reach beyond this,
Open eyes and then "see."
Looks are only as deep as skin,
There's no color inside of me.
Leaon Star
Wherever I've turned-
From Father to son,
The lesson is learned.
Where did it come from?
How did it start?
So many; so blinded,
With "hate" in their heart.
One can't judge a book,
By the cover it bares,
Except for the Bible,
That black and white shares.
We must reach beyond this,
Open eyes and then "see."
Looks are only as deep as skin,
There's no color inside of me.
Leaon Star
7 comments:
Beautiful poem. Hope your having a good Lord's day.
grace inspired words, so Beautiful Lea
Lea, that was beautiful.
hello friend....
Your going deep on me here :o) Amen!
The words are thought provoking and heartfelt.
God bless you Lea,
Sending you a blog hug :o)
~ Michele
Beautiful, it made me cry.
You wrote it! ? :) nice!!!
Can you pray for Ivy with me? for salvation? thank you.
I LOVE your poem Lea....speaks volumes as all good poetry should! LOVE YOU TOO ♥♥♥
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