A broken world A burning fire destroying even those who know no sin. You, you will heal nations. Poets, your words Dancers,your moves Writers, your stories. In an open hole we fall,never to rise. A crumbling world Crashing even those who are to come. You, you will mend hearts Painters, your pictures Actors, your plays Singers,your voices Speakers, your words. Perhaps money has become honey to the greedy. Perhaps hate has become our fate. Perhaps love is a dove flying away, never to return. But you, you will restore hope. You will replace nemesis with lightness sickness with healing. You will mend hearts. You will heal nations.