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We Just Don't Know


We  just don’t know about the lady

Who holds the hands of a toddler and a baby

The only things left in her purse are a 5 and food stamps

As she enters the store, head hung low, she prays

For God to help her see better days

Her  happiness slowly withering away

Her faith as small as a mustard seed

She turns to the man on the street

 

We just don’t know about the guy

Who says he’s too old to try

As he sighs picking up his few belongings

Long since given up his longing

Of ever belonging to a society

That never accepted him or gave thought to his existence

Jobless led to homeless

Everything gone in the blink of an eye

Surviving became an instinct, a habit

It’s not that he wasn’t trying

No one seemed to be hiring

Society wasn’t buying, his cry for help

Many didn’t give,

Because they thought he lived on dope on a daily basis

He was broken because he had to cope with these accusations

Idiocracy made people believe that drugs were sufficient

As he pours his begging cup on the floor

He wonders what he’s living for

His sad eyes look towards the boy running out the door

 

We just don’t know about the boy

Who toys with his life as if  playing a game

Dodging bullets made with perfect aim

Earned his name from the fame of his game strategies

Indomitable they call him, Indie his nickname,

A child who could never be tamed

As he stops behind the store filled with shame

Tears trickle down his shirt

No snitching, shows no fear

A moral learned since birth

Frustrated he kicks the dirt

His head turns toward the girl in the window

 

We just don’t know about the girl

Who lives in a confused world

She stares at her textbook knowing all the answers

Never lived a life more crueler

No one can see through her

The prettiest in the class still feels insecure

Doesn't know how much longer she can endure

 

The lady, guy, boy, and girl

All living in the same twisted world

Living life the way it was planned for you

Looking up, they know there is nothing they can do

Pray, work hard and strive

The only equation to survive

They all know

There's no way around it, that’s the only way to go

 

Well so they thought

But what they don’t see is that their future is more than the pupil of the eye can reach

Their destinies will change the clock of time

They just have to keep holding on and stay strong

Even though they’ve been told this from far too many for far too long

That one step they take every day

Believing that there will come a day

Where their lives will change so abruptly

And suddenly their past will be but a blur

Lost in the sands of time

So when the climb gets hard get a better grip

And don’t worry God will catch you if you slip

Because when he rises you from the ashes and remolds you

In all your glory you will look back on your past

As if it were a mask,

They were just fulfilling his task before they casted it aside

They had gotten to their breaking points

Breaking points that become memories

Memories that became best selling stories

Yeah, they were about to break but they survived

Because they started thanking

They turned their tears into laughter

Their sorrows into joy

An example to the rest

That things happen for a reason, and everything has its season

So when we start thanking instead of cursing God for the things he has done, doing, and will do

Live our preachings and teachings “in God we trust”

God will indeed elevate us.

 

Impossible is just an abbreviation for I am possible


 

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