Eyes of the Innocent

I don’t know how
You can look but don’t see
I don’t understand
You listen but don’t hear
I can’t explain how
You feel but aren’t touched
How can you think, yet
You don’t understand?

How can you so easily turn away?
How can you so readily betray?
Their eyes of innoncence; oh what wonders await?
But quickly widen, fearful of the death and the pain

It hurts my soul every single day
My head, my heart, in every single way
I try to reason, and I try to forgive
But I bleed from my heart, you won’t let them live

Such short little lives, destined to die
Torn soon from their mothers, you don’t hear their cry
I hate you for doing this when there is no need!
We can live well without making them bleed

Oh I thought we had compassion, I thought we were wise
I thought we would easily see through such lies
I hope there comes a time when all the pain and the fears
Will fade and be gone and there’ll be no more tears

I just don’t see how…
I just don’t understand…
I’ve tried all my life…
I have no more words…
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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