Too Beautiful To Be Re-Used

Too Beautiful to be Re-used Used and abused Like a borrowed book from the library Put me back on the shelf without another look Like you’re dancing with the enemy… Do this and do that I’m Cinderella now scrubbing your floors Making your wrongs right… Chauffeuring you around town Now you should be on God’s next flight Up up and off into his word tonight… He holds the key to unlock your untamed heart Say a little prayer if you’re not sure where to start I’m the queen of any story in his eyes so divine You can’t slave me in a cottonfield Picking cotton, pulling weeds, watering flowers, or planting seeds I’m simply too beautiful inside and out To be handled like your watering canister I design the spout… So the next time you want to use me Like a rebound bouncing back Get with my God and talk to him He’s listening to your prayers and will forgive your sin… For I am much too beautiful to be abused Like a borrowed book from the library that will never be re-used. By: Aleasha A. Martin