Ujamaa Christian Poetry

GHETTO TESTIMONY


Somewhere deep
in the heart of the ghetto


A mother can't feed her child
See the Daddy is gone
Because he was caught wrong
He'll be doing some time for awhile


This here scenarios
common place

Depending on where you're from


I myself was born
on Chicago's west side


And the ghetto can start draining you young
That young mother struggles


to keep
it together


To make it from day to day
Some folks can't imagine
the storms that she weathers
Or prices that she has to pay


She solicits a friend
to look after her child


So she can go try and find work
But jobs in the ghetto
are really quite scarce


And to women
most bosses are jerks


Now she stands on the corner
to wait for her bus


She's feeling some anger
but mostly disgust


When a caddy pulls up
Well dressed Cat inside


He seemed really nice
as he offered a ride


There's a smile on her face
as she gets in his ride


Not knowing the dangers
there lurking inside


Now he's treating her well
for more than two weeks


Buying her really nice things
And her child many treats


Then all of a sudden
He's feeding her dope


Destroying her dreams
And crushing her hopes


The next thing you know
Her body's for sale


The state has her child
And she's sitting in jail
As she sits in her cell
Reflecting on life


All she can remember
Is heartache and strife
Just as she's feeling that all hopes are dashed
A miracle of sorts


Just then came to pass
A Bright light appeared in that cell
Then a voice
It said to her


Child there is still one
More choice


He said
I am He that can free you from here

Remove your addiction and take away fear


If you just believe
That I am the SON


Of the one LIVING GOD
Then it shall be done


She started to cry
And then to confess


The sins of her heart
As well as her flesh


As she fell to her knees
With a sigh of relief


She called out to JESUS
ON YOU I BELIEVE


The next day she woke
With a new lease on life


Down for the struggle
And willing to strive


She eventually regained
Those blessings she loss


Her child
A new job
And a really cool boss


Sisters and Brothers
Know this to be true


If not for Gods graces
Then this could be you


I know that you're thinking
This story is phony
But I know that its true
Cause its my Testimony

Written by Darrell Jones

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