I don't know why I felt this way
I was at a programme, a life changing one
I don't know if it's the speaker's voice or words
Tears just kept gathering in the pool of my eyes
I was asking myself questions, question like
*Can your life make a breakthrough?
Why do good thing come and go?
Why do people look down on you?
What's wrong with you?
Why is your heart happy and your eyes sad?
Are the words you hear now not liberating?*
The questions kept running at me like a car
They were too fast for me; I couldn't answer all,
This morning I knew I was at the right place
The speaker kept talking, until he said
Something that washed my face
He made me reckon on the fact
That there's a former glory
And a latter glory in a man's life —
This was when the great light
Shined into my soul and I felt
All the cryptic darkness fleeing away,
For liberation came through words.