The Lord's Company Poem by Hershe Moore

I ain't afraid to face what awaits me out there,
No, not the fingerpointing nor the taunting or the stares,
I tilt my head and bow and curtsy to the outside,
Since it couldn't steal my joy,
it chiseled at my pride.
I ain't afraid to face what awaits me I say,
I know a storms a coming but I'm going anyway,
No rejection,
lack of affection can sentence me to the inside,
If I remain,
How will you know my name and that I'm alive?
Yes,
I'm coming out!
Hello world, it's me!
I ain't afraid to face ya',
I'm headed where I ought to be
He's always with me,
I have the Lord as company!