Walking through Life

Carry on your humble steps amidst the glory of the untamed

Let them mock your meek persona

And torture your humility

For they live in a world of false contentment

And believe only in themselves.


Time shall tear through their ruthless strength

Make them scream for quiet mercy

Guilt shall hold them prisoners of crimes

Keeping them awake through the still nights

Until they are ready to repent.


Hold a flame of love to all

And serve those stretched out hands

They ask not for alms but kindness and care

To guide them through the worst

They are your angels in disguise.