hands streamA Poem by Tenten
Gentle hands creating new world order Promise equality in love and heart Deny damaged plans of thieving souls Become a paradox of life Conflicting soul and religion To damned spirits of broken heart sinners Be the beast of burden Named god and accompany lost eyes In children’s minds to temples of And sunny day hideaways Sleeping in the tranquility of you essence In life beyond sight and knowledge © 2008 TentenAuthor's Note
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