Empty Sick Truth Poem by Kezia Kezia

I am empty sick truth
resides hidden somewhere in the deepest corner of heart
People wish to see me scattered here and there
None wants to embrace
I am invisible and transparent
Rarely seen in outer layer of membrane
Always pace with faith in supernatural power of Lord
I don't bother in pacing with injured fate
I sleep in the most cunning and nuisance hearts
Where nobody awakes me, no one dignifies me
I enjoy powerful solitude there
Plays in children's heart mooring threads of innocence
Hold belief to bind global humanity in sacred love and dignity
Want to remain in surrounding of little drops of harmony and peace