Multitude

everybody has a soul some are young some are old there is a lesson we all must learn if fires hot it must burn never lose sight of your dreams, it's like taking flight and in process, losing your wings you're the only one who knows what this means We are all connected The saddest thing is We grow apart The scalpel of hate separates our hearts None of us have ever seen who or what we call GOD Things that make you say Um! Still we believe in some kind of way, we'll be delivered someday So we pray and we have faith in better things than yesterday