I use to be a friend of death and I did not know it
But no more, we have come to an end
I lived in a world of the walking dead
We could say that I was alive in the flesh
But on the inside I my soul was dead.
We’ve all been there at some stage of our lives.
Life as the walking dead was not bad.
Me and my zombie friends
Lived life without a care in the world
We did what others did because it was labelled Dope
By the rest of the world.
With no beating heart I did not know how to love without strings attached
Know how to forgive without forgetting
Give without expecting something in return
Enjoy life without regrets.
My eyes where closed
And I spend my life in a graveyard Alone
Dearth owned me, but no more.
Little did I know my I was bought at a price
It was brought to my attention by the living
That there is a perfect stranger who could do what no man could do
One who could save, One who could bring the dead back to life
He is the cure for all us Zombies.
This Strangers name was Jesus Christ
He found me and looked at my dead corpse
He said “I have loved you and drawn you with everlasting love,
I loved you while were still in your mother’s womb and to prove my love for you
I took death to the cross with me and died, so you can live
All you need is ask.
I looked at him with my zombie eyes and asked “make me alive”
This stranger took me by my hand and said “I immense you in mercy and incredible love
And make you new” [ bang!!!]
When I woke up I was no longer dead but alive
No longer hollow but full
My still heart found its beat once again.
I was moved from death to life.