Passing Through

Passing Through

Normal people,
Passing by,
Normal persons,
I wonder why,
They never question,
Never see,
Cannot ponder,
You or me.

*

Their world is full,
Of senseless pain,
Pointless work,
That has no aim,
There is no rhyme,
Or reason why,
All they do is run,
Not try.

*

They need to stop,
To look around,
To take the time,
And feel the ground,
To see the sky above,
So blue,
To feel God’s love,
For them, so true.

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