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Jul 2015
Blood for blood
Life for life
That was the demand.
An imperial decree that no man could defy.
Eternal damnation was the sentence.
Darkness reigned and hope silent.
Until light entered paying the price
he shouldn’t have had to pay,
dying a death he didn’t deserve.

So you want to know why I dance and shout.
Why I sow seed, and bow my knees?
I am a blood bought son of the king.
I’m no longer chained I’ve been set free.
The red tide washed away the shadow until only light remained.
He took it all so I’m sold out.
A new covenant was formed.
Grace for blood
Life for death

Sorry not sorry that I can’t stop praising.
I’ve gained too much for counterfeit trash.
His blood is too valuable not to share.
So I’ll keep writing, speaking, dancing, and singing;
until everyone I know is free.
Donald Charles Mark Keys
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Donald Charles Mark Keys  25/M
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