See me through those dark eyes
searching the world, searching
the world of grief, and looking
for some truths that might stir
the delicate hope that once was there
but has been savagely ripped away.
Look at me with those dim eyes sad
that know the suffering of the whole
human race, and scan the horizon
for grace but none can be found
in the desolation of this place.
See me, look at me true,
for I see, I see in you
the truth that will set me free.