Sometimes he could inspire the cold cynics
They would be "touched"
By his quick wit, even his warmth
But inspiration was just part of the marxist cycle
The true Cynic would say this could not last
Would not last
This human ingenuity, this individual spirit
This next viral video sensation that would ignite
That holiday call, that reconciliation thought
And then again it appeared on your newsfeed
The open letter to the public
And you thought
"That's so true, that's so right"
And there was another video that same night
That contradicted the earlier idea
A different video, a different year
Go ahead and find it written in your phone
The beautiful idea that's all alone
A noble notion
About a polluted ocean
But tomorrow our plastic rings go down the drain...
And all the while
The tears fell from God's eyes
So it should be no surprise
That if at the end of it all you feel so alone
Because so does He
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