broken hopes leave
scars across our hearts
dripping crimson drops that leave a trail
easy to follow for those who would look


few would dare to see the misery

the pain and the hurt

that lives deep inside of you and me


lives are maimed
while souls are chained
the blood that flows leaves us weak and dazed
we pray for healing carried on wings of faith

~Mark Schutter ©2014

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