That is what it is to be heartless
To be heartless, is to be an outcast
Someone deadly who is masked
Someone who plots to kill its prey
An someone who hates from day to day
Heartless people will burn in hell
For they will think it's rather swell
These are the people that haunt our dreams
And are blind at heart and cannot see
We hear on the news when another person dies
And they only stare with blank murderous eyes
No feeling of pain or guilt inside
They just lurk in shadows and try to hide
Heartless people are not born to hate
Some will say it's just their fate
But I know people are born to love
For when you are a baby you are free in spirit just like a dove
But we ask ourselves
How can people change in so many ways
Where they hate all other people
and bright sunny days
Their lifes are filled with only gloom
but they will one day meet their doom
Now this poem is all done and through
Heartless people need to start over brand new
© Copyright 2017 Akira Miyoko. All rights reserved.
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