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Broken-hearted Hope

Angry at God and angry at man  

Hate steals life with a cowardly hand

A peaceful Sunday

A church unaware 

Loaded hatred unloaded there 

Silent church bells

No one singing 

Cries and screaming 

Ears ringing

Hearts fail as bullets sail

Hatred tries but hatred dies

Sorrow grips and squeezes tight

But hope holds tighter and never dies

A broken heart 

Love can mend

Love goes on

Love has no end

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