And I see a child
Struggling to be a woman
Because you feel as if
That's what the world
Wants you to be
Everything about you is grown
Your hair
Your attire
Your speech
Your demeanor
And most notably
Your body
Fortunately however
Your soul still has
An infantile glory
Which means it's not too late
To turn back and re-embrace
Your lack of maturity
In order to
Recapture and enjoy
The childhood that you were
All too willing to throw away
At the expense
Of your soul
Your sanity
And your overall well being
I know they flatter you
to make you see them that way but
I pray you hold on to that innocence
For that gift is too precious
To be giving so early in your life
Especially to those
Who only claim to love you
Up until that gift is unwrapped
And they've received it's content
Leaving you to feel shame
In your heart and feeling as if
The only way to forget about it
Is to do it again with someone else
Because in your heart
You just know
That this one will mean it
You lie to yourself until
You can't see the real truth anymore
It becomes routine
You grow accustomed to the lifestyle
And inherit all the negative influences
In an attempt
To make the pain go away
And to again claim your virtue
Only to realize that
It's not coming back
Let's all kneel and
Ask God for restoration
Seek His wisdom and guidance
So that
We can be made whole again and
Return to His glory
Please pray for our youth...
By: DONSAVANT http://www.donsavant.blogspot.com/
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