Simple
Some say she's simple
They think she's easy to figure
But these people know very little
She walks through life with vigor
She's not an angel
But nor is she the devil
Her life has never been painful
Yet still she is careful
No one has ever beaten her down
Told her she's no good
She's from a respected part of town
She's never been to the hood
Considered pure, clean, and kind
Everyone stereotypes her
From her mind
To her boots with the faux fur
But she is not a stereotype
No, not pure
She has her own battles to fight
Trust me, I know if you're not sure
For you see, I am she
I am the girl who doesn't hide who she is inside
Who works tirelessly
Only to be judged on the outside
But I am a child of God
Which is of greatest worth
Though some think I'm odd
It is merely love that I set forth
For not all know or have the stupendous fortune
To understand that they are loved
By the one who made all creation
So it is my job
You must know
To work nonstop
And let God's love show
People see me and they believe I'm a pleasant person
But if they looked beyond the simple, beyond the veneer, beyond the tips of their noses
They would find one simple assertion
My life is not for me, no it never has been
I was born a slave, black, and filled with sin
But now I know how to show love and I shall accomplish this yet.
Because He died for me I shall take the time
To tell of his sacrifice, even if through rhyme
Jesus loves me this I know
For the Bible tells me so
Little ones to him belong
They are weak but He is strong.