War in the Heart

Looking past long lost footsteps as waters rush the desolate shores
looking for intensitivity to gush once more
melodies heard from voices uttering please calming resolute hearing no more
cursing battle beats as tired knots unveil
truth about the chains they've held with wrath's bruise
broken bones ticking away in silence of the moon as they remain
longing for a sweet voice to come and play a musical harp, no broken bones today
needing expression once upon their dreams making history of the heart magic
so it seems echoing footsteps follow down empty halls listening for the tunes
heard in war of hearts
blackened darkness consumes thee sucking life from all who tread this
magnificent mystery wondering where do we fall
leave it up to the war of hearts leading the way you might always find them in distant
darkened streams, remembering beautiful sounds enchanting thee
they breeth once agin to forget not all the ones who got us here darkened or not.

Dia M. Aliah Gardner- Martin