No one's listening
To the cries
No one's answering
All the whys
A baby growing up
In hate
Sex and violence
Satan's bait
A father looks
The other way
Hey he'll be okay
Someday
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"
"Ive 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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