For Faith

War. Violence. Hate.

Anger. Rage. Hurt.

Our world has been destroyed.

People are toyed.

Where is the love?

Who disturbed the peace?

Evil is dancing.

The Devil is grinning.

But the little girl is smiling.

The people are beaming.

God's brillinace shines through.

The good live on.

For though the forbidden try to ravage, steal, and pry,

Faith for a better tomorrow can only be taken by oneself. 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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