mercy jacobs

AM I LOOSING HOPE.
I USED TO LOOK AT PEOPLE, LOOK AT THERE FACES AND SEE HOPE PRINTED AND PAINTED ALL OVER. I USED TO WALK DOWN THE FREEWAY AND SEE PEOPLE PLAYING, HOLDIND HANDS, AND SMILING AT EACH OTHER, BUT NOW WHAT DO I SEE.
I SEE FACES THAT ARE TIRED FROM MISERY, FACES THAT ARE BEGGING FOR DEATH TO TAKE THEM, FACES THAT KEEP ASKING WHY?
I USED TO TELL MY FRIENDS TAHT HAPPINESS COMES AS A PACKEAGE, INSIDE OUT, TWISTED AND PACKAGED, BUT TO MYSELF A SAY, AM A BELIEVER THAT THERE IS A LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNEL.
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The uniqueness of man makes him strong,
it makes him face life squarely, bravely pressing on to victories.

The instinctive nature of man, makes him stand and face obstacles...
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I used to get so scared,
I used to run off so far off from you...

Just because i couldnt withstand your touch, your kiss.
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lonliness knows all i keep inside
lonliness saps me of my needed joy
and leaves me with this words (am lonely)
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while i was sitting on my pouch
i asked my self
who is my friend
it downed on me like this
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peace
what have you done to humanity
peace you make men lust for you.
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