8. Sorrow.

In this hour of despair,
When the entire world is in warfare,
The only thing that may remain,
Is sorrow, the outcome of the game.

Sorrow is a small word you see,
But its effects lingers for ages to be,
It is bad for it destroys the soul,
And makes a person, more of a ghoul.

Sorrow also kills the heart,
It does so by breaking it part by part,
With the heart dead so is the person,
He lives, but not has a reason.

Sorrow in a lighter sense,
Hardens the heart and makes it tense,
Tense heart is not good you see,
That wasn’t the way god planned it for thee.
So when in sorrow, open up to friends.

It may not cure you to the fullest extent,
But sorrow diminishes by sharing we know,
And as the day passes by we all shall know,
That once a tough man ,
Need not always be,
That’s the greatest of the irony,
Sorrow gifts softness as a quality.

Share a sorrow gift peace.