Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Outnumbered

Why innocent crying
now fear took its toll.
Now tears are drying,
outnumbered we fall.

No more shall we bare it,
no place to call home.
Just driven to face it,
Oh God! We 're alone.

Lord give me some breakthrough.
Now follow dreams home.
Here lies all we meant to.
Dreams now made of stone.

Deceivers denying
the harm, made us crawl.
Oppose to us, trying
to rise through this hole.