Broken
I heard a phrase
Broken Crayons
Still Color
So I take a shade of blue
And sprinkle it on a better version of me
You see
If a crayon still breaks
It can still create a master piece
Each line
Is filled in
Where do I begin
A broken ?? piece
Can be put back together
It may require some work
To move pass the triumphs to get pass the hurt
The crayons still create beauty
From different shades
That are being displayed
Broken Hearts
Still mend
Broken friendships
Can be fixed
Broken records
Can be remixed
Broken vessels
Can be repumped
Broken love
Can be unbroken
Generational curses
Can be changed
Mindsets can't be blamed
It's time for a change
Don't stay the same
Just grow
It's your season
Time to show
Show the world
Who's been waiting
With your dreams
Continue to chase them
With regrets
Don't keep having them
You are amazing and extragravant
Above all
When the name greatest
Your name is called
Take the crayons
Make a mural
You are amazing
That's for sure
You are the cure
To a cureless situation
You are a healing for a nation who need help
You are the awareness to a world that has kept
Kept falling
Live in your purpose
The Lord is calling
For you to be all you can be
Be Great , we all can relate
This is true
Be the best color , be you
Paint the picture
Doesn't mean the picture is perfect
But in the end it will all be worth it
Written by: Concetta Hardnett
10/01/2022
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