POWER

When I look out into the vacant face of the sun

I wonder what this battle is and why some think we’ve won;

I scatter about in my mind’s eye

Searching for the truth that makes my soul cry;

It seems so simple – as a sweet melody

But my heart doesn’t know that – it’s all foreign to me;

I burst into reaction so loud, so passion filled

My treasured relationships question me still;

They doubt me;

They pity me;

They don’t understand

I am red for blood, black for people, and green for my native land;

A simply pleasant smile

Though turmoil twists and turns within;

Crying out for help

But yelling does not ease send;

I pray that the heavens will offer calm and peace;

That burdens will be lifted

As the weight of this soldier’s swollen feet;

The journey isn’t paved in lily gardens and golden streets

But the victory has chosen the path of which I seek;

I won’t be weak

Don’t ask that of me;

As much as I cry, I sing and repeat

So when you see me screaming in agony;

A little compassion and a flash of teeth

Will nurture my journey shoving me toward victory;

Judge me not, for I am easily swayed

But I must fight this fight way beyond my grave.

Pass me not Oh gentle Savior, hear my humble cry

Listen to my words for I dare not lie;

It may be abrasive, I’ve heard this before

But the lesson is worth learning though your backside sore;

Laugh not but let the tears breathe free

Free

Like you, free like me;

I challenge you as I have been challenged;

I welcome you as I have been welcomed;

The battle I fight and claim is not mine alone

The birds I hear in my mind whisper my spirit's song;

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The wind and the trees both bow at my knees

For even they recognize the POWER of the QUEEN.