I Was A Boy Poem by Chad Stephen

I was a boy walking along a path,
I was a boy on a road that was to be taken, narrow or wide,
There was going to be no meaning,
A destination was going to be taken to a new beginning
I came upon a preacher, then he became my teacher
A father, I have found an angel on my side
There was war and there was chaos,
There was peace but it was lost
Only to be restored by a shot
They said it was a virus
So they came with a method,
Coercing and robbing, ruining and slandering
Running with my truth covered
In some lies cooked up
With the media serving in a time
Where the masses could have died, from something
so deadly but had died
On its arrival to our kind
My father was not going to be bothered by some media
Whose tastes for hell was going to bring the end,
The antichrist into the world before his time
I was a boy who woke up and found that all could have gone
The knowledge of home, the task of the office
Where I was yesterday and where I am today
The dream that was to become a reality
The reality that was waiting to be seen
Who said it was a lie, who dared to deny the truth
Everything a man has to him it was given
Who said it had to be taken
Only to be restored by a shot
They said it was a virus
So they came with a method,
Coercing and robbing, ruining and slandering
Running with my truth covered
In some lies cooked up
With the media serving in a time
Where the masses could have died, from something
so deadly but had died
On its arrival to our kind
My father was not going to be bothered by some media
Whose tastes for hell was going to bring the end,
The antichrist into the world before his time
I am a man fed up with the failing systems of the world
I am that man fed on the teachings of my father
The training for a reigning that was to be
Despite the evil of men who couldn't see
Jesus Christ will be the same yesterday, today and forever
They said He was the son of a carpenter
So they came with a method,
Coercing and robbing, nailing and slandering
Running with my truth covered
In some lies cooked up
With the priest serving in a time
Where the people could have been destroyed, from something
so deadly but had arrived
into the world by the sin of a man
There was war and there was chaos,
There was peace but it was lost
Only to be restored by the death of a savior
Whose compassion for the lost was going to bring a new beginning,
The salvation which blots out the sins of the world.