PSALMS © 2008
Some souls have fallen to the ground, forgotten in the dust,
Under the pretense of selfishness, muffled by their own pain.
Humanity, blind, felt the burning,
And the colors of a blaze announced terror.
An abyss opened, made of falsehood and fairs,
Where the carnival of illusion spun with its banners.
The broken carousels turned in the circle of lies,
In a vicious cycle where the truth no longer inspires.
In a supreme attempt, with cunning and scheme,
They invite the innocent to join the plot, in the flame.
They offer promises, but only deceit is in sight,
Where innocence is used as a pawn on a track.
But even in the dust, the truth survives,
And those who keep their hearts pure will one day revive.
For no matter how much they try to stifle the essence of light,
The love of Christ always finds the path that leads.