A MAN STILL CRIES

A boy dies, time flies, 
a man still cries.
The years go by, tears - 
still in my eyes.

Dear thug with a gun and a beef,
Drop the gun and stop the grief.
Don't make another young life brief,
It's time for thugs to grab a new belief.



They say You be knockin' on the door of my heart,
How You be knockin' on what's fallin' apart?
A friend told me about Your Word,
Told me a story that I never heard.
Your boy got nailed to a tree like glue.
His body came down and healin' began,
I'm beginnin' to see how I can be a free man.

I can feel my heaviness my burden is shiftin',
The weight of my soul, He's already liftin'.
You wanted me empty and down on my knees,
I'm like a new man, a new species.
I feel like I'm caught in a huge undertow,
Flowin' in freedom, I'm just lettin' go.
I know that I'm loved, in spite of all that I've done.
A love more powerful than a bombin' run!

His Word is now mine and etched in my heart,
It's the crack of dawn and I've got a fresh start.

I will keep you alive Christian with my words and my life
by speakin' about Jesus to everyone I meet.

#JLYASDW

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