the times of life

the times of life most difficult they seem
sometimes i want to close my eyes and scream
in a world full of dispair
children go hungry,no one cares
dark of the night,it soon becomes day
laughter and love come out to play
the times of life we cant control
sometimes its hard to even keep hold
at the tips of our fingers we feel it in our soul
arguements we cant handle
feelings get hurt
head held low,starring at the dirt
do the best we can,for god is there
even when we feel its our worst nightmare
the times of life are made as a trial
to make us strong and to avoid doing wrong
the key to heaven is within our grasps
so give someone in need help,let them know what love is about
the reward is from god,the maker above
it makes him happy when we share our love
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