Under Attack

Pain They Face

Under Attack


His constant fear that he calls survival 
Is slipping with his ever tensing grip 
A sudden change in his existence 
Has left him with no one to turn to but himself 
He pleads for a chance to better his life 
But tomorrow he knows he`ll face it 
Alone the sun rises through another day 
And with this small hope 
He tries to hold on 
I disregarded all that he struggles to obtain 
I take for granted the chances he never sees 
I`m guilty of ignoring his empty hand 
Now I see the pain that surrounds him 
The emptiness of their eyes bolis me with guilt 
The pain they face will not go unknown 
Why must they be trapped in a cycle that never ends ? 
Understanding their anguish can finally comprehend 
Pain they face and when the sun goes down 
When prosperity slips my hand 
I think of how I used to treat them 
Now I can see the pain they face