THE STRENGTH IN WEAKNESS
He steps in for those with temerity,
Those with the temerity to acknowledge their helplessness in clarity.
Putting his weight behind them, they are launched like rockets
To cause the enemy to question his sockets.
'Sé my eye dey pain me?', he shockingly asks
Wondering how they managed to accomplish such tasks,
Tasks he personally made sure to difficult
That they may, in frustration, somersault.
Embarrassed, he goes away to devise another charade.
But he is very unaware that they can be cut by no blade
No matter how sharp, it would only leave a mark
As they are covered by the God of the Ark.
The one who remains undefeated
Even while comfortably seated.