Lord, break me of self-realization
‘Til I know of naught but you
And in that hour of crucifixion
Help me all else to forget
For I am worn from holding onto
Hows and whys and wanting yets.
I can’t support this heavy knowledge,
Care no more to figure out
The nuance of the fraud I saw as
Independence safe and proud,
For all I’ve ever been in charge of
Left me losing solid ground.
All the things that passed before now
Add up to the empty sum
Of what it took for me to give up
Willfulness to be my own
And I’m ashamed at how I fought
For years to hold the rights you won.
So go ahead and take away
My claim to who I am,
And I will be your grateful slave,
Submitting to your hand,
Owned and set free at your word,
Nevermore to take my stand.
The only thing I must remember
For all of eternity
Is this day when I surrendered
To the right authority
Ever living or to come,
For all of lost humanity.
