Senses

I think we must be blind
We don’t see the world as others do
We see conflict, suffering
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I think we must be deaf
We don’t hear the world as others do
We hear cries for help, pleas
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I think we must be voiceless
Our voices are unheard
We shout but are just whisper
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Maybe we are in a dream
But soon will wake
And all will be as it should be
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Peace, harmony and joy will prevail
We continue to pray,
We continue to hope! Amen!
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Amen 😊
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