“But above all these things put on love, which is the bond of perfection.”
Col 3:14 (NKJV)

I am Adam.
Well, not exactly…
But inside I contain him
His character plain to see.

I have free will and I chose to fall,
Avoid my Creator, heed Satan’s call.
And in this will, freedom-less,
I’ve blatant disregard for all goodness.

Once born of love now steeped in hate
Stop this increase, it’s not too late!
For my heart does try bear more than it can,
To hate and not forgive is Satan’s plan.

I cannot bear what was not meant to be,
Just because of some fruit in a tree.
Off-colored will steals freedom away
To deliver us to evil’s putrid sway.

Now I am Jesus
Well, He abides in me.
In Him is Liberation-
Law that makes me free.

At my core is Love personified
The Son of Man unjustly died.
Directing my way and bearing all weight
Onto His shoulder all hated freight.

Onto forgive immoral melee
For man, in guise of freedom, in his own way.
Does such a man deserve such touching notice?
An adamant decline simply will not suffice.

Do I deserve this freedom Law?
With heart once darkened to white without flaw?
A simple choice, to seek God’s face.
From Whom I may now love all, in His grace.

copyright 2013 Rick Stassi