I tamed terrible teardrops within me
and shielded my fondest fears to feel free…
Unable to get life together in tough times,
I consistently committed common crimes.
My spirit was willing but my flesh was weak.
Now, I fight my flaws as I pant for the peak.
In adversity, I look for added advantage.
Comfort is no more a blissful bondage.
At the Cross, I lost my luggage of lies
and the teardrops that taunted my eyes.
My fears flared and bliss was begotten,
His grace made all my flaws forgotten.
For all the woeful words I leave unspoken,
for all the laws of the Lord I leave unbroken;
there is laid up for me a colourful crown
after the crushing cross of life I lay down.
– Adeleke Adeite