These Moments

Is it enough...
Are the small moments enough
For the mountains of hate we heap upon each other
On a daily basis
These sensesless acts wrought out of pain and confusion
The arrows shot from behind castle walls
But the walls are all the same
Can't you see it?
The walls are all the same
We are all the same

A lost and displaced race
Groping around in the dark

I don't know how
To make you join hands
And share the pain you already share

So I resolve to know nothing
Except Christ and Him crucified