Strings And Freedom Poem by Robert Coskrey

The devil comes with velvet words,
a crown, a throne, a feast of gold.
But hidden knots are tied to each,
a tether pulling heart and soul.

He whispers, "This is what you've sought,
your chance, your place, your longed-for role."
Yet every gift he lays in hand
is bound with chains you cannot hold.

But Jesus stands with open palms,
no bargain struck, no secret cost.
His gifts are mercy, peace, and rest,
no strings to bind, no freedom lost.

The devil tempts with glittered lies,
but Christ redeems with truth that sings:
One voice enslaves with hidden cords,
One voice sets free with grace and mercy.