I Am A Soul Poem by Emmanuel Barlow

I Am A Soul



When you look at me what do you see?
A hood rat, a thug, a nothing and that what ill always be?
Did it ever occur to you that i just need a little direction?
But you keep it moving because i don't pass your visual inspection
you see me every morning and walk right by
Never taking the time to even say Hi
Because you're to afraid that im going to mug you
and you let stereotypes tell you what ill do.
Every time you see me and walk past all afraid
Remember i too am a soul that needs to be saved.
you see me with this du rag and fitted and convey your disdain
and i everytime im hanging with you son you run and complain
'That boy aint nothing but a hood rat
i know he aint finish school im sure he got left back
mmm hmmm i can tell just by the way he look
he aint up to no good.'
You judge me by my clothes and the way that i talk
but maybe i don't know anything about this Christian walk
You see me with my earrings and my hair done in braids
then you walk away and shake your head in shame.
But I too am a soul that needs to be saved.
see you're too busy thinking about my last fight
to stop me and tell me about Christ and how he paid the price.
You ask ' why is he always around my son? '
maybe its because youre called to be the one.
the one that witnesses to me
so that i can see
that the road I'm on leads to death
but instead when i walk your way you turn to the left
I don't know any better because to sin I'm enslaved
But i too am a soul that needs to be saved
again you ask ' When will he get his life together? '
well the sooner you witness to me the better
cause that just may be the day
the day that i can proudly proclaim
I once was a sinner but now i am saved
However i may never be corrected
because once again i don't pass your visual inspection
so the next time you walk past all afraid
remember i too am a soul that needs to be saved

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Deodath Debideen 21 October 2009

Very refreshing poem. Save yourself. Everybody else is too busy to bother. And, there are those willing to take you up blind alley creek. No witnessing will work. Seek knowledge about your predilection and you will find it.

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