Poetry

You were born in to sin
 
    You were living in prison

    You were waiting to face the judgment

    There came a visitor to your cell
    Who said,He paid your dept
    to set you free from burning in Hell

   You couldn't believe what you heard
   until He stepped into the light

   You saw a sight that caused a stir in your soul

   He wore a bloody crown of thorns on His head
   and nail prints in His hands and feet

   He had the keys to your cell dangling from His right hand

   You fell to your bed,you bowed your head
   and believed in what He had said

   He opened up the door to your cell and set you free

   You heard Him say,  " Go your way and sin no more
   For you have been pardoned not paroled"

   Silent Songs: writtened by Stephen J. Vattimo
  July 26, 1992