The Invisibles

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