CRY BABY

They called me Crybaby because I easily weep Treated like a girl not worth the keep Stepped on like a doormat, used like open doors I answered the call to fight generational wars Deeming myself unworthy of God’s impossible mission I rose with trembling and intimidation Afraid, I braved life’s fierce storm Shifting the narrative, a warrior was formed I’m still a crybaby tears come with ease Now I cry for victories, not for sorrow’s release Triumphant applause echoes as thunder from high Each tear shed luminous, for I am no longer tied With newfound courage, I’ve seen God’s glory Transforming my life and rewriting my story