I see a world of heartless life,
A life of worthless gain
I see the gain of joyless pleasure
By people of guiltless shame

I see the shame of unlived care
And careless, thoughtless lives
I see the ache of friendless hearts
Half-hidden by cheerful lies

I see reports of our unjust world
Glib terror for our viewing pleasure
I see the products of unseen pain
With tears we’ve bought our treasure

I see the flow of Godless souls
Chasing their soulless gods
I see the hopeless death of hope
Meaningless, despair, taken hold

All this I see, but what makes me scared
is seeing in my heart how little I’ve cared

By Caleb Woodbridge.
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