The Life I’ll Change
I walk through the world everyday,
Continuously wondering if my purpose is to change a life.
But what life might I be sent to change?
Will I altar the eyes of my husband when I become a wife?
Maybe if I show my mother there’s good in the world,
She won’t be so afraid of letting me go.
Or if I tell my friend her hair looks beautiful naturally curled,
Then her own loveliness she will come to know.
I could tell a stranger “God bless” on the street-
He may go to work and change his quick-living perspective.
Maybe if I walk fast enough, I’ll have a New York minute beat,
Or maybe if I walk slower, I will make the streets less aggressive.
However, not in one existence have I seen a difference,
For maybe the life I’m meant to change is not that of another’s.
But the life I dreaded to live with no confidence
Came to be one that, in the name of the Lord, I serve my sisters and brothers.
Copyright © Khloe mah | Year Posted 2025
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