Blind Eye
Old man in the gutter dying
People pass him by and pay no mind
So sick that there is no denying
There is no hope for humankind
Bloated body, his skin turned blue
It was his last day on earth
His pockets have all been gone through
Dead man robbed for all he's worth.
"it's not my fault, it dont concern me,"
"better him than me," you say
I'ts not a pretty sight to see
Blind eye, look the other way.
Teenage girl runs away from house
Naive to the ways of the street
Befriended by a preditor, turned onto drugs and turned into a whore
Bought and sold, used and abused until she wound up dead inside a tenderloin dumpster
And we all watched it happen.
What have we become?
"it's not my fault, it dont concern me,"
"better him than me," you say
I'ts not a pretty sight to see
Blind eye, look the other way.
No hope for humankind.
