Our HumanityA Poem by Tate MorganOnly when we hope in love defined. Do we bother search for our humanity.
Man feels such zest of emotion till it sets his whole mind afire Calling forth his inner demons fueling him run instead of tire
No problem then seems too immense to not warrant a good man’s deeds The boy hurt on the inside finds he is the man this child now needs
Life's truths keep turning round and round generations each wax and wane Loving ones pick up the pieces of the small child that still remain
Who among us can rightly say he has himself just walked on by To leave the injured child alone within hearts lonesome soul to cry
It seems we need no help learning epitaphs of profanity But when our eyes see love defined that's where we find humanity
© 2020 Tate MorganAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorTate MorganMarion , OHAboutAvailable from Amazon XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX I am a product of the Midwest. Raised on the plain states of North America. I was nurtured on a .. more..Writing
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