Victory Poem by Sidney Spencer

Mind right tight fight flight
Body right tight fight flight
landed got stranded
now I stand on my land
a dollar in my hand
no helping hands
I'm but a man
a king holding on going on flowing on
tomorrows not hollow its faith filled
no blood spilled nobody killed
just the will power that didn't cower
under the stress of the mess only one death
because I choose victory
engraved in my heart sewn in my soul
etched into the history of my victory
stronger and stronger I grow
because I know when I get on my knees
I don't have to plead
I just ask and receive
I am His seed not a weed to burn in the fire
my one true God whom I desire is already higher
in him I believe He did bleed cause I was in need
now I don't have to He is the victory
He carries me I Am Victorious
Victory for me and you if you want it.
Victory