You changed the colors of your hair
We don't care
You got an A on your test
We don't care

You got a new car
We don't care
You recieved a promotion
We don't care

You ate at that new resturaunt
We don't care
You bought new dress to flaunt
We don't care

Children are starving
Madmen are are carving
Up women they grabbed of the streets
Say goodbye to our heartbeats

Soldiers are dying
Innocent people are crying
we can try to fight starvation
But we are headed to damnation

but you don't care
It has nothing to do with you
just keep breathing your clean air
You have more important things to do

drained into a sewer of numbness
an angel blinded by it's own light
red walls of purple lining
find it and you'll be given sight
a meaning hidden in tears
a wail of ones reflection
a mirror
your on the other side
to this dream you say goodnight
and finally go to sleep
for a poet lives in a dream

Infected with sin virus
causing
immortal death--
from Adam to me.

Didn't believe in me
at first?
He needs not now .

He was tortured
and humilated
for me

He was hung on the cross
while people screamed hurtful things
for me

He rose from the dead
and from Satin he took the key
for me

He broke chains for me
made a path that I can see
A path that lead to heaven
he did that, for me

Jesus died for me

Few cartoon characters have suffered
like Tom . . . yet not dead.