People Who Believe

Poem By Lawrence S. Pertillar

It's too bad,
People are sad.
And walk around mad...
For someone else to claim it.
And call sadness their own.

While those who are glad,
And happy for reasons.
Seem pleased with themselves,
When no one else is there...
To leave the moans alone!

The people who believe,
Keep faith.
The people who believe...
Keep their faith alive!

People who believe,
They keep faith.
People who believe...
Keep their faith alive!

It's too bad,
People are sad.
And walk around mad...
For someone else to claim it.
And call sadness their own.

But...
People who believe,
Keep faith.
People who believe...
Keep their faith alive!

They trust and...
This helps them survive!
They trust and...
This helps them survive!
They trust and...
This helps them survive!

Those who are glad,
And happy for reasons.
Seem pleased with themselves,
When no one else is there...
To leave the moaners alone!

They trust and...
This helps them survive!
They trust and...
This helps them survive!
They trust and...
Peace of mind arrives.

The people who believe,
Keep faith.
The people who believe...
Keep their faith alive!

They trust and...
Keep their faith alive!
They trust and...
Keep their faith alive!
They trust and...
Keep their faith alive!
They trust and...
This helps them survive!

These people who believe,
Keep a faith inside known!

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