
A Home with No Father
Nobody appreciates what's already given
Nobody will change knowing that they will always be forgiven

And when consequences appear
All we can do is wait
with fingers crossed
Till they disappear
We all have a common mother
She won't always be there
It's a home with no father
We need to take care
We all love what surrounds us
We sit and admire
But at the same time
We are feeding fuel to a fire
The time will come
where we will consider it a miracle, to just hold a flower
The simplest of things, will become the hardest
In a few years, tears will be our only harvest
We are hanging by a piece of string
It’s dangerously thin
It’s getting thinner and thinner
But still
Nobody appreciates what's already given
Nobody will change knowing that they will always be forgiven.
Credits:
drawing by pigwire