The Rules Poem by joe foster

So much soul through and through,
with nobody there to rescue you,
dreams get sold with lies being told,
where everyone can see through you.
If we stick together the outlooks change,
new gates open,
time to rearrange the past, present, and make negative positive.
morals change while gifts exchange making peace treaties.
Never lose hope,
don't be afraid to weep for we are all special,
one of a kind waiting for our time,
the line is long,
praying this cant't go wrong.
Lord set us free,
keep us special for we are all different,
no more pain,
no more souls to be beatin lord we are all here hand in hand,
waiting patiently.