Can You hear the nations weep? A mother is still crying for her baby that was torn away from her bosom by nature's wrath. Will You not turn Your eyes to this place? That one is a child looking for his parents while holding his lifeless brother in his arms. Those are the faces of the people who survived yet no more alive than the ones under the rubble.
Where were You when the earth went wild and ravaged the helpless? Where were Your angels when it happened? Did they stay back in the heavens and watched in silence as the earth swallowed up lives ahead of time? It rained, afterwards; did they cry for the people who died, or for the ones who are dying still? Why didn't they come? Why WON'T they come?
Has heaven closed it's doors or have we burned them down ourselves?
Where were You when the earth went wild and ravaged the helpless? Where were Your angels when it happened? Did they stay back in the heavens and watched in silence as the earth swallowed up lives ahead of time? It rained, afterwards; did they cry for the people who died, or for the ones who are dying still? Why didn't they come? Why WON'T they come?
Has heaven closed it's doors or have we burned them down ourselves?
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