I lived in the dark.
I lived in the depths of sin.
Shrouded by a red mist
Clothed in fine white powder
Warmed by bodies pressing close.
I took comfort in those around me
Also chained by their own desires.
Living life in pursuit of
Their own pleasures.
Two decades in I received
My first bundle of light.
It gave me an amazing clarity
I could see I was chained
But not how or why.
With every birth I could see more clearly
Through their eyes.
With every birth I was chained tighter
Even tighter.
By the fifth I saw my bonds were
Thick cords from my own flesh.
Wrapping my body and plunging
Deep into a blood stained earth.
The lights made it easier to see
To see the pit I was in.
I had to leave, had to escape.
I wanted a hero.
I needed a Savior.
Someone to free me of the
Suffocating cords of my flesh.
Who should it be?
Who could it be?
I searched for the one who
Would fulfill my desire.
As I waited, silently pleading
Freedom came to me.
Not in the way I was expecting
But I was free
To stand complete before God.