At Your Least

Hear me:

you can be as strong as the slave
born in majesty, kidnapped to captivity
weakness taught onto thee by those who have surrendered strength
yet, this shall not be your end.

Remember I too have bled.
from the depths
for the dead.

At the cry of the caged bird, I would suffer yet again.
That a song from the saviour might play from the heavens.

know
the spirit sings because it is happy
for neither trouble nor trial has triumphed
over the sword of swords
that is the joy of love.