Who Sees When Children Fall
[by Dr.Who3]
We walk unheeding o'er their bones.
Don't hear them when they call.
So who keeps track of all the names
or sees when children fall?
The night cries a raindrop for every child that's lost
and the clouds of their despair menacingly loom
as thunder crashes mightily of judgment with a BOOM
And the stones of anger line heavens streets
ready to defray the awful wrenching cost.
Then lightning strikes
a nearby house or tree
so for an instant we can see
and remember that Hell is NOT for children
but only for the lost.
We walk unheeding o'er their bones.
Don't hear their little cries at all.
So who can hear the silent moan
or sees when children fall?
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