You try to hold me down,
With the pain in the lies.
You no longer have power,
because of the Son that died.
Your chains are broken,
Bonds undone,
Power relinquished,
Because of the Son.
Your hold is loosening.
The battle you're losin.
You can't fight an enemy who can not lose,
Our God will be the Victor and He is the one I choose.
The fear you once caused,
Is dead in its tracks,
You've lost this war,
Now it's time to bring salvation back.
This was the first poem I ever dedicated to God. It is probably the best one I have ever created but I hope that changes soon. I hope to fill an entire spiral notebook chalk full of amazing poems.
