Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Purity & Integrity Poems

Breaking the Silence

A gentle heart and a kind character
Encompassed by a beautiful smile
It's hard to believe that someone this precious
Can feel worthless in such a short while

But she's been used and abused and taught to submit
By nearly every man who comes her way
They've taken her value and crushed her virtue
Leaving her with nothing to say

In a place where women aren't allowed to say no
And life without a man is seen as incomplete
Integrity and purity are stolen from you
And it's hard to get back on your feet

Tears run down my face as I think of the pain
My sisters have had to endure
They've been lied to and abused, decieved and hurt
And left alone, aching, without a cure

The situation seems hopeless, like it will never change
Respect has been trampled and left on the ground
Women have been told that they're not good enough
Left bleeding and bruised, yet they don't make a sound

Yet amidst this horrible silence
I hear a small voice
She's bruised and she's tattered
But she still makes a choice

She raises her voice
And she holds her head high
She finds her own value
Amidst the world's lies

She is only one person
What difference can she make?
Yet she's showing other young women
What path they can take

She's learned to say no to men
Cause she found that her real love came
A love that won't leave her pregnant
A love that won't forget her name

He's walking with her down life's busy streets
And wiping the tears from her eyes
He tells her she's precious, that she has value
He won't leave her alone when she cries
The road won't be easy, but she knows she's not alone
She has someone in whom she can confide
The lover of her soul, her very best friend
Her Saviour will never leave her side.


This poem is dedicated to all my beautiful sisters in Salone who have endured so much abuse and hardship throughout the years, being told that they are worthless and not good enough. I hope and pray that more of them will find their voices and break the silence.





WAITING ON LOVE

It’s easy to get caught up in things of the world
And get swept along in the tide
The world keeps saying she’s not good enough
That she’s incomplete without someone by her side

She vows she’ll wait for the perfect match
The one who will sweep her off her feet
But when she get impatient, it’s easy to forget
And wonder what’s wrong with all the others she meets

It seems the longer she waits, the harder it gets
The world laughs in her face, it seems
Sometimes she laughs back, but more often she cries
After all, love was always one of her dreams

The easy answer would be for her to give in
To find any man who could make her feel value and love
But deep in her heart, she knows that’s not God’s will
Cause true value’s got to come from above

She leans her ear to her heavenly father
And hears the words that he speaks
“My child, you are fearfully and wonderfully made,”
“Even though you sometimes feel alone and weak.”

“Don’t go searching for love in all the wrong places,
Because you’ll only end up broken and torn.
Turn to me for love, and I’ll fill your cup completely
I’ll walk with you through the world’s laughter and scorn.”

When she thought of love in terms of chocolate and roses
The road was a long and disappointing one
But she realized she had already received real love, God’s greatest gift
For which he had sent down his own Son.

Some people think that you shouldn’t wait
That love is only a temporary thing
But because of her Father’s perfect love she realized
That love’s about much more than a diamond ring

She’ll still wait for her prince for years and years
But now will always trust that God will provide
Her bond with the Creator is stronger than any romance
Cause she’s found someone who will never leave her side

1 comment:

. said...

hello krissi, i am on staff with my people international on which your father serves on the board. really enjoyed reading your poems and have copied them to send my dauther. she is only 7 now, but one day they will matter to her. thank you for all you and jesus are about...