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Every Other Man/ King
The King of Shadows
Was broken in battle
When a man stepped up
and got nailed to a cross
but He was not lost
no, even Death He fought
not for Himself but for us
even our soul had been marked
but no more, it was washed
so nothing was lost
for He rose in three days
with a smile on His face
He knew no hate
for those who sent Him to the grave
but willingly He forgave
no, He did not blame
but still our heads hung in shame
"King of the jews?'
yeah and every other man."
This poem is about:
Our world