Nothing's Permanent

The head says nothing’s permanent; the hearts smiles and asks, “What about these?”

Mother’s love, for her child;

shades of green, in the wild.

Hope - that springs you up when you’re down;

Love - the shiniest diamond on the crown.

Justice and Freedom, 
when we stand up for it;

Almighty God’s Kingdom, 
when we believe in it.

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                                                    - Gifta Raja