Empty Heart

 

People seek to inspire 

For financial gain 

With no desire to help people that have lost everything 

The truth spreads like wildfire 

But lies run sour 

Like a sore that wasn't treated 

Or a friendship 

Gone bad 

In these days of hits and misses 

People search the closest inspiration 

They can grab 

Rarely questioning the sender 

And poor intent 

We all gotta eat 

But surviving off fake cures should never pay the rent 

A couple days go by and the quick money 

Is past the point of spent 

But what about the person in need 

Self help, motivational speech and guru's 

Linked up with the who's who 

Fail to address the problem 

Turn to the Bible 

And churches devoid of pay per view miracles  

For something that will feed the soul 

Everyone is seeking something that an empty heart can hold 

Love always, Esha 

Missing

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He’s missing again

NO calls

NO text

Only emptiness

Hangs in the void

He’s been MIA

Since he was a little boy

Days turned to nights

And nights turned to days

Weeks at a time combined into months

Months turned into years

Sometimes, I would look for him

In the highways and byways

Of cities to big for me to search alone

Leaving the comfort of my bed

To bring my long lost sibling back home

Even after all these years…

I’ll still look for you

Walking through mud, hiding behind staircases

Checking bus stops that never end,

Newspaper articles and old friends

And when looking is not enough…

I cling to the only safety I know

I’ll pray for your safe return

Holding a Bible with torn pages in shaking hands

Hoping for a miracle in no man’s land

Knowing in my fluttering heart that I’ll see you again

Love always, Esha