I got the memo from GOD HIMSELF
in my hands
there are several lanes in my life
filled with people who are connected to me in some way
we all want different things
once we make it to THIS ONE destination.
The bell sound and we all run
running in my lane
I BELIEVE with all my heart the MEMO GOD GAVE TO ME
shall come to pass.
NEVER looking in or around me
at the other runners
I’m not distracted because I am in my OWN lane
everyone else has their lane
but for some reason they’re all looking at ME now.
I don’t see them
because I am looking AHEAD
in my own lane.
They continue to run
but something seem hard to them
they’re tired of running
the race is too long
but still they want to finish
I’m feeling good enjoying my race
never at all having the urge to look away
to the side, or behind
never even once.
The race is taking longer than I expected
but still I run
one by one, by one, by one
they’re starting to believe they can’t finish the race
they need a “driver” to take them to their destination
they figure, if she’s going …we’ll get there!
because they see… ….mines looks promising,
only because I BELIEVE
and they sense and see that… I BELIEVE
they figure “why run a race I cant see and believe
when SHE WILL SURELY GET US THERE BY HER FAITH”?
So they leave their lanes
to run in my MINES
so busy running the race before ME
I ignore the fact that they’ve abandoned their lane
they seem to be “cheerleaders”
“friends” “sisters” all running
when all the time they’re behind me
expecting to finish this race by my legs.
IN MY LANE….NOT THERE’S
trying to run in the same lane as I.
I got another MEMO from GOD
as I run this race
“you have people in your lane
trying to piggy back off you,
and I’ve always told you that
everybody can’t go where you’re going”.
behind you, LOOK…. in your own lane
you will see that everyone
who “claimed” they’re to meet
at the same destination
are all in your lane
holding on to your coat tail
trying to ride with you.
So, one by one
I ripped them away from me
disconnecting them like a radio dropped in water
Days pass, weeks pass, months pass, a year has passed
and no sign of the runners
I am in the race all alone
others have fell short
I cry, then I smile
I can see my destination clear as day
they try their best to get back in the race
THIS TIME… IM THE BADDEST CHICK
I can see ALL lanes
those coming, those running
this time I’m looking for distracters
I see them ALL in my rear view
a prayer sends them on their way
I’m still running
and there are more DISTRACTIONS
its amazing the view I see
when I open my eyes
I’m in my own lane
I’m still running….
I am still in the race.