Victory

Slight drumming beat

Moves lightly to my feet

As the rhythm of anger and defeat

Forcing to leap and abound

I release it through the strumming sound

Free, I will be, and free, I become

Winners are the ones who do not keep grudge and guilt

But none of it helps

So, take down the world

All the riches and pearls

But still none of it heals

Confusion and swirls

Tangled in hurt and pride

So, I heed the Maker of the sun to shine its glory

To expel every dirt of pride

Heal the hurt with grace and love

Open arms, open eyes, open heart

He mercifully receives me, I receive Him

Now, I can say

He that is within me is greater than these pulling strings

No more shall I ask why

Gone will be the Liar and the lies

For I’ll sigh in reply

He died and rose from death and conquered everything

So I can come out clean and be with Him for the glorious eternity