Monday, May 4, 2015

Broken Chains

My hands and feet were shackled in heavy chains ,
 my mind held captive like a horses reins.
My heart was heavy a solid brick,
my stomach in knots, so very sick.
My body was bruised, 
it did no good to scream and kick.
I was bound in chains,invisible ones.
No one but God could get them undone.
He spoke to me in a gentle tone.
He even called me one of His own.
For so long I lived a prisoner,
held captive like a slave in the beings of my inner.
He came and opened the door 
run he said, you're bound no more.

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