Poem- King of Kings

Oh for the pain of heart,

that tears the world apart.

That fear of having no control,

never meeting all our goals.

Money has no enemy,

but weary hearts that long to be free.

But freedom lies not in gold,

but in a manger in the cold.

There is but one star worth following,

it hovers over the King of Kings.

By Latrell Castanon


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