Experience through Testimony

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Experience Through Testimony

As I wake from a near death experience,
Experience is now claiming a position in my life.
Life lived is alive to live,
In the grace of my Faith.

Crown me a King,
My cries, cried out—
Moans, grunts, pains in distress.
The prayer within, family and friends,
My fight and strength in battle—
Courageously heals the wounds and scars.

In a deep beat of my heart, I drum,
I walk with an armor of skin,
A heart of a lion,
In the steps of a giant,
The spirit of God in my soul.

My father is my keeper,
A son that holds my motivation.
Emotional tears
Cover the surface of my skin,
That waters a new beginning of life.

What broke me?
Is making me.
The Man of a King—
A King.

My sword is a knight,
A brawl that fights,
Maturity that shines
Evidence of combat.
This is my struggle.

Perception and Reflection

Through the lens of perception, this poem reveals more than survival—it reflects rebirth. It’s the voice of a soul reborn through hardship, faith, and divine purpose. The battle scars are not marks of defeat, but proof of endurance.

When near-death teaches you to live again, you learn that every breath is sacred. Strength becomes spiritual, and faith becomes armor. The “King” here is not about power—it’s about reclaiming self-worth, purpose, and peace through perseverance.

This testimony is not just mine—it’s a mirror for anyone who has faced the storm and found light through it.

Final Thoughts

Pain transforms us. Faith grounds us. Resilience rebuilds us.
If you’ve ever been through a season that tested your soul, know that you are not alone. Every struggle carries wisdom. Every tear nourishes new growth.

Please share your thoughts if you relate — it’s okay to express yourself. Maybe you’ll find friends or connect with others who are going through something similar.

If this poem spoke to you, hit “Like,” leave a comment, and share it to inspire others who may need strength today.

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Written by: Ronald Jenkins
Contact: ronaldjenkins2005@yahoo.com

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