The Ones Left Behind

(This post is a companion to 'Prayer is My Weapon, Heaven My Hope')




I see the wonder in my baby's eyes
The joy behind his frequent smiles
Hope already by his side in this blessed wealth


I feel the kicking of my baby's feet
The burst of life inside of me
The comfort that we both can be expecting perfect health


But I think about the others,
Yes my heart breaks for the others,
And I can't forget the others who will live with never knowing peace


The ones left behind
The ones broken by war
The ones forgotten
The ones torn apart by pain


I know my children can sleep through the night
With no fear for their young lives
No bullet rain, no bomb-filled sky descending on our home


I thank the Lord that we have food to eat
We can't complain that we're hungry
A feast as far as I can see, abundance overgrown


But I think about the others,
Yes my heart breaks for the others,
And I can't forget the others who will live with never knowing peace


The ones left behind
The ones paralyzed by fear
The ones rejected
The ones driven out by hate


Why are children bearing arms?
Why are children going hungry?
Why are children being sold?
Why are children wearing bruises?


The ones left behind
The ones forgotten
The ones rejected
The ones left behind