A few more thousand died today;
They didn't know Your name.
Whose fault is it anyway-
Who assumes the blame?
Is it those who know you well,
But are afraid to speak,
Claiming to be strong in you,
But in the end are weak.
Oh, we spend our lives so foolishly
Seeking after things that will not last,
When on ahead, lies all eternity
And soon this breath of life will all be past.
How can we be so unmoved
By how the world is.
Do we still belong to Him?
Are our lives still His?
If He owns the universe
And still owns you and me
Why the need to have so much
And live so selfishly.
