On the end of a rope hangs a man of lost hope,
escaping the pain of his life that he could not cope.
On a dark corner a frenzied addict prepares his cure for memories pain,
but the drug was toxic and his short life ended with needle in vein.
Just a mile away a young troubled mother holds her newborn in hand,
with a painful tear she tosses the child into a grave of a trash can.
Even with the cry from the child deep inside,
the mother runs from her insanity she cannot hide.
One block away a gang of boys collide like a flood,
in a moments time, lives are lost lying in their own blood.
In the building across the street three stories up,
a father looks over his young daughter with the eyes of corrupt.
Taking her pride and inflicting wretched fear,
when he is through, dad goes to the fridge for a beer.
Mutilated remains of unborn children lie,
in the abortion clinic with legalities tie.
In a meadow across town, Satanists assemble,
to worship the creator of the corruption resembled.
Vulgarity has stricken the lives of so many,
love, kindness and joy in them, there isn't any.
Wondering why this world is evils foundation?
Because many turn from God seeking their own condemnation.
For there is hope in the Christ who paid the cost,
back at Calvary Jesus died for mans sin on the cross.
As a tear rolls down my face because of these things,
I hope you will see the hope that my Jesus can bring.
For he is the lighthouse in evils darkness,
the only hope for the Land of the Lost.