No one's listening to the cries
No one's answering all the whys
A baby growing up in hate
Sex and violence, Satans bait
A father looks the other way
"Hey, he'll be okay some day"
Turn on the TV, close the door
Turn off minds, can't deal with more
A mother thinks her job is done
Out the door to have some fun
She screams at her sons violent ways
He walks away in a silent daze
Looked at with the eyes of shame
Point the finger, shake the blame
Cuts like a knife with words and looks
Carries a gun along with books
A father asks what he did wrong
Once again the same old song
"Then never mind, I've got to go"
"I've got no time, don't even want to know"
His child screams inside with pain
He should have known, always the same
No one's listening to the cries
No one's answering all the whys
Except
Jesus
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