by Nathawyn Proby

Created on: October 17, 2008

My emotions raged inside of my head as his pain was my pain
my feelings had been rejected as he could not teach that which
he had not learned

God I cried my broken heart is as small pieces of glass under
my feet penetrating into my bloodstream and tearing me apart

My emotions raged inside of my head as his pain was my pain
the lies he had lived and the lives he had taken the homes he

had shattered and the mouths he had not fed

God I cried my broken heart is as small pieces of glass like the
bodies he had mutilated and the ones he spared for his selfish
pleasure of things and places

My emotions raged inside of my head as his pain was my pain
he had traveled for centuries and seldom sought peace, he was
war and his name was war and he had seized men and taken land

God I cried my broken heart is as small pieces of glass under
my feet penetrating into my bloodstream and tearing me apart

God Spoke and Said," My Broken Heart ,My Creations and My Land
things I loaned you to enjoy. Things and land that will never be yours
because these things are Mine and you refuse to Acccept Me but your
deceptive ways continue to destroy.

My emotions became emotionless and my self-importance became
a lie as the Heart that was broken was Gods and His Sons' Jesus
because of mans' greed and war.

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