If only my lips of peace could caress your wounds of sorrow,
Our worlds would come together instead of being torn apart.
We've been the pawns for too long, playing in this game of life.
This heart only beats to struggle,
I'd rather only drench myself in the name it recites.
Peace is only found in His words I recite.
But we are losing ourselves in a world that expects us
to blaming the society for what we choose to do,
Turning to faceless models of behaviour,
Praising faithless leaders that we believe to be our saviours.
Categorized, divided, vying for power,
We become people of contempt,
Running away scared of the final hour.
But if only my lips of peace could caress your wounds of sorrow,
Our worlds would come together instead of being torn apart.