Sometimes I lay awake at night
And wonder if we're savable
‘cause see we try to do what's right
But still our actions cause a fight
Just asking one more thing from God,
We try so hard to do what's right
And make each other happy
It seems so many have lost sight
And now we have to pay the fee
Can you help us se what's right
Help us see that we're deranged
Can you help us stop the fight
For stupid things like weapon range
Can you help us see the blood
That's on our hands and on our pants
Or will the blood just come and flood
Will we suffocate like ants?
Are we still sufficient
Of godly recognition
Because the way I see it we're so far gone
We're lucky if we see the dawn
Of next day's tragic happenings
Really, truly, seriously
We're so far gone in this game
People reacting furiously
Their faces always look the same
The looks of hatred never leave
God I'm asking seriously
Can we be saved?
Or is it as I feared
Has this hatred seared our skin
And our emotions, they've been cleared
God I'm asking, pleading you
Is this world really gone?
Are we really to far gone?
Are we?
Monday, March 10,2008
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem