Dwell in a world desensitized,
Ills hidden by closed eyes,
To see and feel the things in depth...
Brings sorrow to the wise.
The ones who know and dare to see,
Have read what it would be,
Have known the world will know no peace...
They've read the Lord's decree.
Too painful for the heart and mind,
We close in part within,
Half-frozen in our will to feel...
Eyes blocking out man's sin.
We watch the heart of man grow cold,
Each day we feel the chill,
We see men die, hear babies cry...
And wonder at God's will.
If it should be, hearts sensitized,
We'd see each shattered piece,
For not a one could stand the pain...
Nor from it find release.
It's in defense, this frozen state,
Protection from it all,
Too great the sorrow for the heart...
The writing on the wall.
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