I wanted to share this beautiful poem by a young lady with a beautiful heart. Enjoy!
HEALED
Do you want to be healed?
Healed from your comfort
Middle class wealth
And living the American dream?
Do you want to be healed?
Healed from your blindness
To the world just outside
To the souls of the people you meet?
Do you want to be healed?
Healed of your apathy
Stripped of your shield
To see reality?
Do you want to be healed?
Healed to be broken
Loved to be lost
Given new life only to give it away
It’s so easy to live in the comfort of home
Surrounded by friends and all that you’ve known
But is it true living? Are you changing your earth?
Are you making a difference? Has something changed since your birth?
Look out the door. Let reality sink in
Live for the poor, those living in sin
Open your arms to the broken, carry their weight for a while
Let the dirt smudges on your face make you smile
I want to be the one with dirt under her nails
Tired eyes, weary hands, but joy in her tales
Of living for others, of loving hard and deep
Of integrity, justice, and a road long and steep
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