Monday, April 16, 2012
How did I get here?
By: Shwanda Jones
Just a few weeks ago,
I was all gung ho,
Got a vision from the Creator, I gave it a go
Rewind to a couple months ago,
stability at least I could count on as I went to and fro
Here I am, where I never left
Only forgot where I parked
so I just been circling giving bystanders my regards
Claim to be an intellectual,
but not smart enough to start a personal confessional
I know He's listening
but I can't even part my lips to mention Him
Muffled and bound
Who's fault? Believe it was I that wondered into the playground
I saw the sign, went anyway
Too bold to think I wouldn't stray
Now I'm too weak to play
Desperately calling for a ride home,
but I'm not in my right mind to find a phone
Years have past, same ole things cause me to crash
Ordained for the people, they watching, I'm sure they'll laugh
All what they expected, never what I anticipated
Flesh didn't drown me, yet temptation of another face found me
Not what we do, but what we don't
I didn't prepare for the war, it was all quiet on the front
Just a baby, I crutch
Given a task, but I threw it down to run fast
Stuck in a place where I can't come out
Kneel to pray, redundancies come out
Praise is muffled, hearts are bruised
on the brink of living lost, a love lost, a purpose confused
Sitting on the corner, getting tucked by lullabies
Guess this is what it sounds like when doves cry
Too busy, too proud, too scared
didn't see the signs, my head just wasn't there
I can't speak for you or you or you
But I sure wish I knew the truth
I think I do, but I see double
Too weak to discern, had it clear…
you live and you learn
24, destiny paused, purpose withdrawn, others waiting
pressure didn't bring me here, I hesitated
How did I get here? Been here…
Once as a fighter, now a prisoner…sure hope He gets me out of here.
Shwanda
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