My Rock

Used crack hoping that would make me not crack,
Unlike the Hulk, as a hunk You still hacked in,
A mere whack to unveil the wreck,
the shack beneath the facade.
Then You made me pack,
Coz that’s what You do,
Restore us to the right track.
Trucks’ trunks might be used in banks,
But true treasure is found in the Ark.
And that’s where I’d rather tuck in,
At the cleft of the Rock,
Coz there’s no me without You.
@Daabris.