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by Jay Mar 23, 2007 category : Life, society / faith, religion
I had no power, no light, and no place to call a home No possession to call my own I was there, all alone Until one day His power was shown A man with holes in His hands Came to me up from the sands He said His Father owned all the lands And that all my problems, he understands This man gave me some power He told me about his final hour And I say, with him you can't go sour And He is taller than the tallest tower The man turned reallly bright And he vanished from my sight From that day, I knew I'd fight To help his father spread the light