Andrew Arbogast

Invisible Shoes

The Invisible children must mend
Listen to their words, they are broken.

We swallow what we're fed, "This is truth"
With closed eyes pretend we're not broken.

Pot bellies are sleeping on the ground
How can this nation not be broken?

Children are in the rebel army
No choice! Their innocence is broken.

G-d bless the world not America
Don't ignore that this world is broken.

We hear the cries. Will you turn away?
In unity we are not broken