She met this man she
thought she knew
Her roses were red, his
violets blue
Mixed together she
became a purplish hue
Taken by the sweet
sentiments that flowed from his lips
Her face the canvas, his
fist the paint
Beatings after beatings she'd
constantly take.
She met this man she
thought she knew
Only to discover she had
not a clue
Taken by his money, car
and bling
When he introduced her
to drugs and other things
Now she realizes he's
just a thug with poison on his lips
But this drug is strong,
It holds a tight grip
And most times she
doesn't have the strength to fight
All the while trying to
understand her plight.
She met "The"
man that would set her free
From rape, molestation
and other casualties
He saw her not how she
was, but as she should be
Whole and Beautiful.
Inside and out.
So, she confessed to
him, poured it all out.
He touched and healed
her with his holy words
Embracing her as a
genuine hug.
He said to her....
You are beautiful. You
are free
You are just as I
created you to be
No mistakes do I make,
but trials and tribulations I give you must take
To make you strong and
pure of heart
It all shall pass, so
don't faint of heart
No matter your faults,
Your guilt's and shame
I've erased them all,
now stake your claim
To be a woman of virtue,
substance and truth
I am your father, I'll
never stop loving you
You are beautiful. You
are divine
You are a treasure
richly defined
So, count your blessings
I mean count them all
Good and bad, big and
small
Because you are
beautiful. You are divine
You are God's treasure
richly defined!
By: Tammie Roundtree
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