Deliverance from Poverty
Lord you came through for me
You delivered me from poverty
I will always worship thee
I will walk and conduct myself properly.
You heard my prayers in the night time
I held my shoulders back with hope
Sometimes I smile and laugh although I didn't have a dime
I knew with your help I would always cope.
I know I am your child since I was Five
My father always told me you had mansions above
I started giving the church my tithes
Suddenly, you sent your blessings down like doves.
- Hortense Francis
What motivates me?
She is drowning!
She cries viciously for help but no one can hear,
No one can hear her silent rhythm
No one can see her invisible tears
No one can visualise her torn up heart
No one can unscramble her scrambled thoughts
She wears a mask every day to cover her pain
She fakes an emotion every second to prevent complains
She covers her emotions with fawn foundation
She covers her lavish body with colourful couture to look radiant
No amount of make-up can carve a happy face
No amount of lipstick can cover the plastic smile
She try to portray a happy life but God knows she is dying inside
So why I am so motivated, you might ask?
I am motivated to replace the plastic smile
I am motivated to give her the life she never had
I am motivated to make her proud
I am motivated to give her the chance to wear a crown
I am motivated to stop the hunger
I am motivated to stop the tears
I am motivated to stop the discrimination
I am motivated to halt the fears
I am motivated to stop the ongoing suffering
I am motivated to stop the backlashes
I am motivated to see all her anger crashes
- Deanna Palmer