Wall of faces

Scrolling through a wall of faces, in a variety of spaces.
Some light, some dark. No, I'm not talking of races.
Looking past the faces, deep in their gazes.
What is seen reveals more than the places these faces take place in.
See, what is seen deep in these gazes, among countless faces, are souls in need of the One who came to save us.
Some faces shine bright God's presence in tough places.
Their glow is audacious, character gracious!
Others lack spark, these gazes are dazed and vexatious.
Sadly advantageous, these dark faces consume spaces and their forces contagious.
What do you see through your wall of faces?
Can you see pain in their gazes?
Willing to look past the vastness of races?
Dare stand courageous and declare hope to the nations?
You may see this poem as outrageous, but salvation was granted to this generation and throughout all the ages, this gospel is ageless.
The Reedemer, sees every soul as precious and faceless cuz He took our place, in the space sin ordained us.
Consider the space, your face takes place in. What do we see, flirtatious, tasteless, even fallacious or a soul tenacious, blood bought and vivacious?