mighty mountains

They punched and stabbed you,

You were scared, not knowing what went wrong.

You were only a child, not knowing the outside.

Trapped in a world you could not understand,

Breathing it in like an odorless poison.

There was no justice or mercy for you.

hurt and broken you move on

"Away with the noise of your songs! I will not listen to the music of your harps. But let justice role on like a river, righteousness like a never-failing steam."-Amos 5:23-24

"He will make your righteousness shine like the dawn, the justice of your cause like the noonday sun." Psalm 37:6