Bended knees a broken heart
Another family torn apart
Gaping holes and bloody wounds
All a part a life’s been ruined
People say they care so much
Many simply out of touch
Someone special wipe the eye
Of every burning tear you cry
Another lump forms in your throat
With the pain you choose to tote
Wounds you cannot wash with soap
There’s a man can give you hope
Over death this man has won
Because we know He’s God’s own Son
He will mend what’s torn apart
And then repair your broken heart
—submitted by Marcus, US