After all, after we go aglow
We remain with ourselves
With our empty hearts
And sinful hands
Money corrupts people
Drugs hides all
And Humanity dies through
We kill our own kind
We lie our own God
And Trust dies through
They pretend
Empowered by emotions, not a feeling
And that’s how Love dies through
Where should the soul go?
I leave you with that question so you can grow
©jermiah
J