I chose to live among dead voices
standing for my bruised position
that only turned people's hands away,
asking, begging, changing, yearning...
The message shifted a thousand times within me,
fighting for control and an entrance where my soul waits
and I never listened to intervention.
When taken aside to calm the troubled,
I found the humility, prostrating myself
that I might be redeemed in my stuck ways.
And our Lord finally saw my pulse awakening
and so He told me the bloody road ahead,
how I might wear a crown like His,
but He prepares me now with the truth.
