Poetry

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The creed of the gang
Blood in, blood out.

Identity
Attention
Insecurity
Acceptance
Significance
All gifted at the place of blood.

Slash a face
Forget any grace
Stab an enemy
A day in infamy
At the gang’s entrance
A deceiving sentence.

Only way out
Prove you can fight
Kick some butt
Spill more blood
Roll the dice
Pay the price.

The gang demanded the same cost
Blood to spill from His cross
The same blood to bring them in
In exchange for the gang’s sin
Opportunity to be bought out
Of darkness into the light.

The creed of the Godhead
Blood in, blood out.




The creed of gang life is that you have to spill blood to get in, and the only way out is to spill more blood; even your own by death !.

So they cried out again, “Crucify Him!” Then Pilate said to them, “Why, what evil has He done?” But they cried out all the more, “Crucify Him!” So Pilate, wanting to gratify the crowd, released Barabbas to them; and he delivered Jesus, after he had scourged Him, to be crucified. (Mark 15:13-15 NKJV)…blood bought us into His Kingdom, and takes us out of “the gang” !.

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