Home, a place of hope,
A place to find solace,
Is now broken and broke.
The truth that was suppose to hold,
The place that birth us all,
Has become so blur and cold.
Restore now, and build the Home.
Waste not time cause it will grow cold,
Change now, and amend the broken Home.
© Godly poems
*Poem title was suggested by GRACE OLORUNLEKE