Its Time to Mend

27 Oct 2007

·sabitha

Broken minds,broken hearts,broken lives, Broken homes and dreams, All shattered! Fraying pieces carelessly scattered, Struggles, battles, Sweating brows everywhere! Gather, gather and gather, The broken pieces lying a scatter. Go forth, bend, collect, and gather, All broken pieces lying a scatter. A hope,a sudden ray, Then it's time to mend Broken minds, broken hearts,broken live's! God waits silently listening, To your call. He guides,He answers. Why wait? Why wait? You call,He answers, At Times call,any which way!

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