A Piece Of Work ~ Luke Johnson (Spoken Word)

I remember being a kid
I didn't have a care
Didn't have a reason to believe that you were there
Didn't have a priest or a pastor, just a teacher
Telling me (that) I was a nasty piece of work
N any piece of work that I passed him
Never got a pass it was always last in
The last seen, the last to be marked
The last thing I ever thought I needed was jesus
The heart of a king
With your love everlasting
I remember doing them drugs in the park when
I was about 13
Puffing the grass when
I was seeing role models doing the dark then
We were never seeking for God
We seeked for the pub
And the pills and the pot and a quick shot
Looking like a sports team does
In nikes and Adidas, all we needed was a mascot
I guess that we had one, the devil
Proud of ourselves for being them mad rebels
Proud of ourselves for being a bad group
There were demons in us we didn't need we were already bad news
Mad tunes filled the park with happy hardcore
But we wasn't happy we were sad as a dark horse
The park was where we lived
Under the slide with the cider, a pipe, a spliff,
It was the time to quit
But we just kept going regardless
It turned into years of darkness
Some of us passed
And others turned to heartless
Some of sectioned
Some of us (were) sent for corrections
But the whole time there was something keeping me going
A feeling inside of my heart that I can't describe
It kept glowing
Summin deep inside of my heart that kept showing
Summin deeper than anything else I've ever felt
I was living in hell but then I realised
It was life
I was making for myself
But the truth came through and the love rung true
And I realised all I needed in life was you, my Jesus