they were wrong
when i bend
my knees
when i bow my
head
when i close my
eyes
when i hit my
chest with
my fist
they were wrong
thinking
that i am the loser
who surrendered
deep within me
i am not this loser in their minds
too shallow
to see
what is beneath me
inside my heart
i am recovering what was lost
and repairing what
was broken
putting all the pieces
back
together
in prayer
back to God
i know
i am still the winner
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