Insufficient Funds
I sit here on this battlefield, with the wounded and the dead
And I contemplate the actions of one taken in my stead
My mind can’t wrap around the thought, this sacrifice He’s made
His decision never questioned as the highest price was paid
Was it something He saw in me, before His life He gave?
Or was it something He possessed that prompted Him to save?
I pray my life was worth the cost for expectations that were set
But in my heart I clearly know, I cannot repay this debt
Phillip Good (From the heart of an average MK)
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