I just got really tired of seeing every pimp, hooker, gang banger, et al wearing a cross around their neck...
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The cross it seems is everywhere
Places of worship, places of evil
Special places, everyday places
Seems everyone has seen the cross
And everyone wears the cross
We have brought the cross to the world
And the world has reduced it to an ornament
No one asks about the cross
No one wants to know its meaning
Seems the more the spotlight shines upon it
The more its light diminishes
To some the cross was the end
The final point of farewell to a misunderstood man
But to those who know,
The cross was but the entrance to the tomb,
And the tomb the gateway to Heaven
The world gave to God His Son on a cross
God gave the world an empty tomb
Copyright © BJ BREWER | Year Posted 2017
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