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In the beginning there was me.
"Lost in the sauce", "A rebel without a cause", if even a rebel
then the inevitable became the inevitable, and we all know how things like pressure do,
inevitably, you and me conceived a baby
Young and unsure in a world we did not know
you let me go
and I was alone
or at least I thought I was
With a baby in my arms and a prayer at my lips awaiting sound,
I cry out soft in secret
Life went on but pain stayed the same
Haunting me were regretful decisions un-slain
A woman came to me one day and encouraged me to pray
Little did she know I was but was afraid
to open up and receive my blessing
Lessons unlearned but I kept on treading
miracles unfold like flowers in front my eyes
to my surprise
I held him,
who uplifted me,
the man, the wonder,
the one who set me free
the righteousness of Christ.