When I look at the eyes of the girl across the street I see a piece of me
When I look at the man behind the checkout stand I feel his pain
How pushing buttons every day is slowly driving him insane
When I look at the world I see a scheme
Billions of people playing out their roles in endless routine
But when I look at Jesus I see a difference
I see a purpose
I see a means and an end wrapped up in a friend
When I look at Jesus I Transcend
I am an atheist, but see the listlessness in the common man's eyes too. Stuck in a rut by society's mandates and not appreciating the myriad joys our short lives are provided
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