I can not see
Inside my soul,
Or watch the minutes
As we all grow old.
I can not stop
As time flies by
It's not amusing,
To Watch friends die.
I can not listen
For the voice of God
With children crying
While sparing the rod.
And I can not see
Inside your soul
While we watch the tears
As we all grow old.
Sandra Osborne
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/society-seeing/
