What if
He
had
not
come?
What if
He’d left me
alone,
loveless,
hopeless?
What would I have done?
What could I have done?
Who would have saved
pathetic,
filthy,
worn
me?
cause I am worn.
23 years,
feels like 46,
wondering, worrying
am I right?
am I doing what I should?
Who would have said,
“Oh, she’s redeemable, let’s save her, love her, cherish her, bless her.”
Save her.
Save me!
My soul,
my life,
my love,
my hope,
my strength.
He has.
indescribably so,
makes the pores on my body rise,
like hearing Whitney do the national anthem,
like the sound of I love you from the one who holds my heart
like the feel of a genuine hug with a kiss in my hair,
like remembering The One, Our Father loves me,
regardless.
regardless
it gives me goose bumps.
He has saved me
and
I
am
thankful.
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
"What if?" by Shervon Alexander
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