I Tasted Victory Poem by Jeffrey Mitchell

I Tasted Victory

On a mountain of defeats, and thought finally my deliverance has come, like a twinkling star in a sea of darkness, my light glimmered in hope, but my adversary was well taught in waiting dormant. While I express victory over that which is always before me, he cloaked himself ever so near, listing to the victory I boasted of, and watched as I developed in confidence.
As I express vocally my victory in the LORD, while my adversary would show me he is an opportunist who feeds off emotions and feelings. A battle was won, but victory was not yet mine, I will not lie down or hang my head low in shame, I will encourage myself while at the feet of my Lord, I will continue to bless His Holy name, in his presence.
My fight has just begun a taste of victory now flows through my blood, I wounded him with my battle cry, that which is always before me.