Just Another Breath
I breathe it in
I breathe it out
the breath of God covering my lungs
I soak it in
I soak it out
the love caring even in the slums
the people watch
the people sleep
they do not see what I have seen
I loved to hate
I hated love
but now I know you loved me
my hands were soiled
my hands were filthy
but you stooped down and understood me
they turned their backs
some turned to me
you never moved, kept on loving
I can’t breathe
I can’t see
I can’t love
without you
you make my very being.
when I look down
and cannot move
you continue to lift up my head
I see the beauty
I see the pain
But through it all hope is bled
A hope with me
I have hands here
This decision is made and I stand by
I will live
I have purpose
In the midst of darkness I have found life
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