Ngwa Louis (17-01-1986 / Mankon Bamenda Cameroon)

Now on a cruise as the brill
Waves rising like a bill
And my eyes make me freeze
Then grace blows like the breeze
Making me feel real
Still when trials come like a kill
And life undulating like a hill
I feel blinded off the rail
But grace helps me feel the path like on brail

Why this unmerited favor
To men with no splendor
But with hearts of a traitor
To the cross they nailed their savior
With our sins like condor
Still in his last breath gave us favor
Such an honor
I still can't give reasons for
Grace, a rare gift I adore