Jesus Christ (Poem)Yes, there was a man born of fleshWho overcame the world and all its testsThe only one worthy to be called His holinessA royal king who spent His days with the poorest sectsThe only man on whose flesh maggots cannot feastWho took our sickness and sin, for love of you and meWho proclaimed, to be great you must become the leastHe is the greatest gift mankind through grace has ever reapedHe spent his days and nights connected to God the FatherKept it real at all times, like him there is no otherHated by all whom were corrupted by money and worldly powerAccepted his mission fully knowing, He'd die for unworthy followersI know we're
The Cell: Part 2 My smile started to quickly fade as I began to notice where we were. I was in that cell they brought me into earlier. And that man standing above me laughing was Scott, out of all the inmates.I looked back into his eyes and calmly asked him, just to be sure. "Scott? We are in one of Maximum's super prisons, aren't we?"He nodded. "Yes, love. Russia to be a bit more in general terms. ""God You have been living here for three months?"Yes. I've tried to bend in with this type of environment, but my beautiful face just wouldn't change for anyone."I giggled softly. Oh, how I missed his sense of humor. "Has anyone tried to make a