We pray for peace but practice war
Not caring how this world was formed
This life we live so short and fierce
Is wasted when we fail to hear
And fight, accuse, incite, and pry
Today we lost a blessed soul
To fear, and doubt, and hatred all
The question now is will we learn
And stand as one in trials of life
We cannot allow this hate to stand
Each life is deemed as sacrosanct
It’s short and hard and full of trials
So let us love, in word and fact and deed
29062016
ScorpioHouse 