He climbs out of his fist
And hacks, hacks, hacks.
He is a lonely teenage boy
Who attacks, attacks, attacks.
He digests more anger
And smacks, smacks, smacks.
High school is his daily prison sentence.
The computer is his tool of friendless revenge.
He spreads viruses to ease his feelings of abandonment.
A kid in the neighborhood befriends him
And invites him to youth group.
He finds love.
He finds mercy.
He finds acceptance.
He finds friendship.
He finds salvation.
He finds Jesus.
He finds his purpose.
He climbs out of his Bible
And prays, prays, prays.
He asks the Lord to keep him
From going astray, astray, astray.
He visits Christian chatrooms
Trying to obey, obey, obey.
High school is his daily mission field.
The computer is his tool of befriending lonely teenage boys.
He spreads Godís acceptance instead of viruses.
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