Disowned

You plucked your strings to a strum
Wrenched from my hands a drum
Meant to sing instead a song
Begging light to shine on what’s wrong
Wondering again letting love flow
Outside of the demise of a blow
Held fast to reason
Accused of treason
Cannot help feel what I feel
Making an effort to reveal
Truth as it is meant to be
To be finally set free
As I live a life about to be disowned
For being someone meant to be owned
By a certain King of Heaven and Earth
My life I gave for a rebirth
Not for me but for God

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