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There I am at the cross for the third time today

Asking to never be the same as I let go of all the pains
Forgiving myself that I stooped low, not knowing I was royalty. Perharps, I forgot.

Now I feel new after dying to myself several times.

Yet everyday, I would pray that you find your way out
To the part you ought to be.

Truth is that my heart no longer remember you as the one who tore me.

I speak of you as the test I once faced for triumphing over you brought me to my rest place.

Here at the foot of the cross
My tears dropped as i remember the day grandma passed on
She was all I had, a mini gift for an orphan like myself.

Finding you by the roadside was a curse that felt like a blessing.

You protected me so much, I didn't see you were the danger I ought to run from..
For I had just you
To me your disrespect was for love
And your beatings might have meant physical booming.

My bones were the fastest to heal.
I was naive and said to myself; we deserve to be.

As the cross gradually lifts me
I would always feel what I never felt.
What I know you need

I have my crown on
I am no longer like before
There at the cross i want you to find the peace I now live with.

Until then even after, you would be my prayer point
"Lord's will be done"
There in your heart.
There in my mine.

There from the cross into our lives.