Body, Mind, Spirit, Soul

   Are we borrowed bodies? 
Are we lost of are kind minds?
  Are our spirits bound and around, and not of us being uplifted to help those that should be gifted.
   Souls for the winners and the sinners.
Have us no heart, beating life for us to live.
  Live life for the good of the races put into different spaces.
Cast into darkness.
  Judged by his own image.
Reflected only into the defected.
   Separated from the truth, it only strengthens the bad to be as good as can be, all you can be, to trust in all of me.
  Patiently waiting to meet the you in me.
              Michelle Pullin