I see them wherever I go
Watching
Waiting to be seen
Hungry
Hurting
Lean
Zero!
They are not invisible to their King
Every isle I’m on
Every light unknown
Longing to be paid attention to
Like a dog they wait!
Human beings overlooked
Against the wall
Wallpaper
Anonymous
Paralyzed
Disfigured
The mess we’ve made
Their voice stripped away
Vocal cords cut
From dismay
The silent screams silenced
You know, the walking dead
Your neighbors that you don’t like
Your family you disregard
The molested hidden inside the present
Yes, you get it
Some of us… lived it
These beautiful ones
Their brokenness poured all over His feet
He received their offering
Made it a story for us all to see
Mary. Mother. Mankind.
Visible only to Jesus Christ
His followers forgiving
themselves for blindness.
~Krystal Lynne
The Invisibles
