Life’s
travails encamped me
And my soul was trapped within
Tired and breathless
By the strains of breaking free.
I
tasked my mind to act
To try to free my soul
From life’s bitter pills
Yet could not my mind excel.
Woe
to me
If all life’s pains
Could put me down
In but one wrestling match called life.
I
put my brain to test
To sieve the pains from the joys
And numb it senses to my travails
Yet could my brain not succeed.
In
my sail through life’s woes
Never for once I thought
I could rise from the hands of fate
That pinned me down to my defeat.
And
yet could not myself help
From this terrible grip of powers
Forged from the depths of hell
To bring me down in a bout.
I
will not be confounded
Overwhelming as the powers may be
I will flex my spirit in readiness
And put my will to use.
For
in one I have seen a hand
Stretched to save through death
Able to save through resurrection
And by his blood to give life.