The Key - Poem by Amy Chatman
He lived his life doing miracles
Humans still crucified him like fools
I wonder how they could have done this to Him
If I was there, would I have done this with them?
After seeing Him make lame men walk and blind men see
Would I have known that He was the key?
The only key I would ever need
The key to heaven, indeed
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