Broken Jesus

At the foot of the bed She hides in fear To scared to make a sound She senses his presents Enter the room Afraid she will be found Young little girl So all alone Waiting for the familiar blow She closes her eyes In prayer All she finds A shadow A broken Jesus He wanders the night Searching to find Some food To feed his hunger The price he will pay A trick down on Main On his knees Will pay for his supper Life completely broken The wages of sin He pays to earn a living Another night on the street His prayer is complete And he finds A broken Jesus The heart does cry out For innocent lives Forced fed A life of rejection Despite prayers that are prayed No relief to regain The safety Of a life each covets When the shadow is seen In a prayer that is deemed To fall on a heart that’s broken Protection is there For the one in despair By the only One broken Jesus