Before I Became A Man!

In a world where accolades were bestowed,
They called me “the man,” a title I proudly owned.
With masterful finesse, I played my game,
Satisfying all desires, igniting every flame.
To those who craved a slow and gentle touch,
I obliged their wishes, never asking for much.
But for those who sought intensity and might,
I unleashed my power, taking them to new heights.
And with each conquest, a resounding cry would ring,
“You are the man,” a proclamation they would sing.

From the young to the old, big and small,
They all succumbed to my charismatic call.
As long as they played within the game’s domain,
They found pleasure in the thrill, devoid of shame.
Yet those who had partaken before yearned for more,
Fueling my list of players, an ever-growing score.
The past lovers couldn’t reclaim their place,
For the new ones arrived, ready to embrace.
And through it all, one thing remained true,
No matter who they were, they too would exclaim, “You are the man.”

Once crowned a champion, I reveled in my fame,
But the sweetness of the game left me unaware of the shame.
Lost in a sea of desires, I forgot my true name,
And my throne of purity was stripped of its righteous claim.
Soul-ties bound me, guilt and shame clung like attire,
While I professed faith, my actions fueled the fire.
Could they still utter those words of praise,
“You are the man,” amidst regret’s haunting haze?

In the depths of despair, I sought solace in sleep,
Disgrace loomed like a shadow, my secrets buried deep.
Joy and salvation slipped through my trembling grasp,
My voice cried out, unsure if my pleas would be heard at last.
But like a prodigal child returning home,
My Father’s love embraced me, and I was no longer alone.
He washed me clean, renewed my weary soul,
And in that sacred moment, I relinquished control.

I learned to honor my body, a temple divine,
And offered my life as a living sacrifice, a sign.
The power of the cross made me whole again,
My throne of purity restored, free from sin.
The joy of salvation became my anthem, my song,
As I confessed that Jesus, the true man, reigns strong.
In that transformation, I found my identity,
No longer defined by the world, but by His love’s decree.