Have you heard the heart of common man?
In lifted song of a band?
Tear Stained and milking sores,
Crowds that cheer only for more.
Broken hearts become top hits,
As if the blows last night were writ.
Rear-view back seat fame,
Shooting star dying flame.
Glorified the ones gone young,
“such a shame” mummer some.
Yet listen closer and you’ll know,
Reap in sorrow, tread in snow.
God’s heart beats for man,
In Him songs find no end.
In His Story there is plight,
But also wings and to blind sight.
In Him hearts beat as one,
Mother, Father, Sister, Son.