Half the world is full of hate.
Still, we hear it's never too late.
How can they say this
surrounded by signs?
When we all watch it spread
line by line.
Hope is why we all are alive.
And it'll get hard if we realized.
That if He can't see what we all can,
He's not The GOD not even a man.
Like in these streets the broken ones
because of HIS only gift "Hunger and Thirst".