she is the goodness
in the blackened world
of hate and lust and
soul corroding rain
she is the strength
of the broken man
his will his drive to
stay here and remain
she is the laughter
behind the tearful
sorrow of those
living in vain
she is here roaming greeting singing songs
for the lost and the damned
she is here saving giving and
ever sharing all the love that she can
she is hope.
Joel Faypon
simple but astig! where the hell do you get all those inspirations?