Tangible Like The Wind Poem by Sandra jacks

I see a broken city,
becoming whole once again,
soon comes the end,
comes the end.
(yeah yeah)

We see someone is dieing,
but she doesn't think that anyone knows,
but God he knows,
and us he shows,
(she's saved) ......

I see a world of warriors,
fighting on the brink of their lives,
I hear the battle cries,
we are the battle cries.

And we will fight!
we will fight,
we will fight with all we know
we will scream,
and we will cling,
to the only breath of life,
worth breathing for.

The people now are blinded,
They don't see what's truly going on,
unveil their lives,
show them true cries,
I pray.

I pray for Your humble healing,
washing over all our sins,
make us clean again,
make the emptiness be gone,
show how you can love them
like you've loved me,
it's tangible,
like the wind,
the eye cannot see...