Sometimes I cannot forgive
And these days, mercy cuts so deep
If the world was how it should be,

Maybe I could get some sleep
While I lay, I dream we're better,
Scales were gone and faces lighter
When we wake, we hate our brother
We still move to hurt each other
Sometimes I can close my eyes,
And all the fear that keeps me silent

Falls below my heavy breathing,
What makes me so badly bent?
We all have a chance to murder
We all feel the need for wonder
We still want to be reminded

That the pain is worth the plunder

Sometimes when I lose my grip,

I wonder what to make of heaven
All the times I thought to reach up
All the times I had to give
Babies underneath their beds
Hospitals that cannot treat

All the wounds that money causes,
All the comforts of cathedrals
All the cries of thirsty children -

This is our inheritance
All the rage of watching mothers -

This is our greatest offense

Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God

This is probably the most heartfelt song I've ever heard.

A Sort-Of Answer

I think I have a sort of answer:  

•    It is hard to care. Because if we genuinely care, we feel the need or moral obligation to do something about it.  
•  It is hard to change long-held opinions. To accept or even just listen to irrefutable evidence that is contrary to what we have always blindly believed is incredibly hard. For example, we were taught from day one that this is black and this is white, but suppose your parents and your teachers taught you that black was yellow, and then when you finally get out into the world, and people tell you that it is actually black, of course you will straight away think that everyone is loopy, because you were brought up to believe that it is yellow. Sorry about this terrible analogy, but do you get what I’m saying??? Eventually you will have to realise that your parents mislead you.  It’s just like it was hard for me to figure out why I really was a Christian, that I wasn’t just believing  everything my parents spoon-fed me since birth. The apostle Paul tells us to test everything (1Thes 5:21), and that is what we should do most importantly with our faith, but also with every other opinion that we have as well.  It frustrates me to no end when people instantly dismiss and ignore you simple because you have some evidence that is contrary to what they have been taught by their parents or the media. 
•  Ignorance is bliss. As we gradually come to the realisation that life is not the wonderful place in which corruption does not exist, it sucks. We were much happier with ignorance. But ignorance does not change that the problem still exists. Being ignorant only makes it worse for our children and the generations after us.  There is a lot more I could say, but these are the main reasons I think.

Sometimes I feel like all i am doing lately is starting to tear everyone down... is it really worth it?
But when I look at the stars at night, through my window in my nice warm bed in my big safe house with so much more than i will ever need, my Bible that I can read whenever I want (even though I still abuse that privilege), -  I really think it is and must be worth it, because I know that there are millions whose entire lives are filled with constant fear and pain and poverty because of this absolute sickening corruption, then i know that something must be done, that is why I cant stand it when we just ignore it, pretend it's not there, deny it's there, even when there is so much proof.
Yet we refuse to even listen to the evidence and make a logical decision.
I don't want to believe it, however I am forced to from the overwhelming truth of it. So why do people still ignore it? I can't understand.
 I am hoping to get my sort of answer to you sometime this week. :)

So many years

searching for dreams

and escaping from nightmares

until I discovered

the dreams and nightmares

are part of this reality

in which we live –

Thankyou

The word thankyou does not have enough gravity in it. I honestly don't know how to say how much I truly appreciate what you've done. How did you know? It was as though you could see right into the depths of my soul and knew exactly what it needed. I am giddy with inspiration and fire, and am almost in tears from my gratitude. I know I won't ever repay you, but will pray for you every day, that you will be blessed for the endless things of which I can't even put into words.

Thankyou from the bottom of my heart.   

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Why is it that the ones who deserve it the least, who fight injustice, who want nothing but peace, who have only good intentions, - why are the most innocent, blameless and undeserving ones always the first to be accused, abused and afflicted?  Meanwhile the ones for whom such punishment should be reserved just perpetuate the evil and get fat on their pride and power. I don't understand.