This Is a Son

No one looks Him in the eye

No one dares to take the time

We only see Him as the guilty and the shameless

We write Him off as wasted and nameless

This is a Son, He has a mother

He is a child, maybe a brother

This is a heart

This is a soul in need of love to see beyond

The awful things that life has done

This is a Son

This is a Son

He knows how it feels to hurt

He thinks this is what He's worth

He knows we see Him as the guilty and the shameless

And write Him off as wasted and nameless

This is a Son, He has a mother

He is a child, maybe a brother

This is a heart

This is a soul in need of love to see beyond

The awful things that life has done

This is a Son

Mother Mary stands beneath the cross

Staring up in utter disbelief

And as the angry crowd screams out in hate

She whispers through her tears and through her grief

This is a Son, He has a mother

He is my child, He is your brother

He has a heart

For every soul in need of love to see beyond

The awful things that you have done

This is a Son

This is a Son

This is a Son