How Can We Not Care?

How can we not care?

Children's blood is everywhere.

It flows on through our streets,

and we dare not say a peep.

I might offend someone,

and I cannot speak on political things.

But I ask you here and now,

If Jesus were here would he be silent?

Would HE not say a Word?

Babies' blood is on our hands, O, Church.

You close your eyes, and sing your songs,

How cold and hardened is your heart,

that you cannot speak a word?

You speak on non-essential things,

like purses, shoes and clothes.

These material things they have you heart and mind,

yet you will not give our children one precious dime of time.

You care about your children,

and "happy little things,"

I really have to wonder how many children have to die,

before the Church of Christ will rise.

If a massacre went on,

would you still sing your happy songs,

if babies were aborted right BEFORE your eyes?

Well, Christian, abortion goes on behind closed doors,

but what excuse is that?

When you stand before the Lord one day,

will he say, "well that is that"?

We spend our mind, on unimportant things,

material things that rot;

while a massacre continues on,

two children a minute that's what.

Would Jesus approve of this, O Church?

A man was at the side of the road,

badly beaten and robbed,

Two men passed him by that day,

but finally one man stopped.

We call this man the "Good Samaritan"

and admire him a lot.

This man had pitty on that poor, poor man,

and acted like a Christian you know?

What more can one person say?

What good are we, O Church of God,

if we claim the name of Christ,

and do NOT the things He said?

What good are those,

who "bear His name," yet care not for the "least of these"?

If Jesus were here, what would He say to you and me?

Rise up, O Church of God,

blood is on our hands.

How can we not care?

Children's blood is everywhere.

Now do not get me wrong,

I have been guilty as the rest,

I just think it's time we stop acting like these children do not exist.