Why can’t they see
As they look all around
The one that’s among them
The one not found
He hides in the crowd
And his life slips away
The dead among the living
As they turn the other way
As his soul dies inside
Everyone turns their face
His blood on their hands
As they stand on judgment day
Everyone passes him by
To sit in their seat
The dead among the living
Dying at their feet
Pews filled with believers
That claims his victory
One among them dying
How blind can they be
They give an altar call
For the faces that’s new
The one sits among them
Every Sunday in plain view
Please open their eyes
And let them see in plain sight
The dead among the living
Dying in the light
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem