I should start working...

...because this is another poem inspired by school. Actually got this one checked by my english teacher though, made one change which is what she suggested. Was only one word, not really significant, but heyy, it was an honest opinion which is what I've been looking for. =]

So yeah - this is a godly poem. I'm not religious - I'm agnostic. The poem will probably tell you that anyway though. I think it's quite relatable and I actually love this one if I'm honest. So as usual, comments and suggestions are really really appreciated. Hope you enjoy:

They echo their fears in their nights of need,

And through floods of tears they look to he and plead;

That he may listen to their words with which they cry,

As they raise their clasped hands up and into the sky,

Their bones corrode the skin that’s starved,

Through neglect of love they are mentally scarred.

A hell on earth – I ask you how?

And where has their faith gotten them now?

Whispered words of hope and faith,

They turn to he with all their grace,

Their thanks which now runs short and low,

That they carry with them to the places they go,

And the soul that he made now fades to dark,

And the helpless survivors trust that you hark.

A hell on earth – I ask you how?

And where has their faith gotten them now?

Weeping softly the one with no start,

Produced so cruelly, the slow beating heart,

A mother’s finger is tightly gripped,

As the incapacitated existence is slowly ripped,

Away from the surface of his dying world,

They ask for his help with the life they were hurled.

A hell on earth – I ask you how?

And where has their faith gotten them now?

That's called 'Where has their faith gotten them now?'. Surprising title ay?! =]

So send this on and stuff, follow me on twitter too: Hollie_Cook. Always following back so any tweets aswell as comments with suggestions and reviews would be very welcome.

Thanks for reading guys. =]

Kbye. =]