Deep Eyes
Deep eyes, they tell a story.
A past no longer talked about.
Of sickness, of abuse, of desperate searching for more.
Of hunger, of pain.

Deep eyes, They tell a story.
The disease has its grip.
A curse, a sin passed down from generation and held within.
At times it lives dormant but then shows its power.
The control it has on an unwilling body.

Deep eyes, they tell a story.
Lost within.
The hurt, the pain, the confusion.
Yet helpless?..........NEVER!!!!!
To give up would be the end.
There must be more........

Deep eyes, they tell a story.
Holding onto hope.
Hope of a body made new.
No more pain, no more suffering, no more tears.
Where does this hope come from?
SOMETHING MUCH BIGGER!

Deep eyes, they tell a story.
Look up!
Where does your help come from?
Your help comes from the LORD!
The maker of heaven and earth!

For Mai Girl