You have a voice
Broken battered and torn
you rise from the ashes
and behold there is beauty
to tell others this story
is your God given duty
you were a slave
a captive to things of the dark
you walked in lonely places
and experienced horrible things
but you met a savior
who has given you wings
You have a voice
There is a girl waiting
She is waiting to hear
She is hoping for a cure
A little girl so afraid
So unsure
Open your mouth
Whisper it
Find the words
Say it
Shout, Let it out
It is the hope she has dreamed about
It was him
It IS him
He was born,
walked,
bled, died
He was crucified
He came back
He came for her
She is his world
She is his
He fought and he won
And he is the holy son
You can tell her
You have a voice
She is rescued from the cave
No longer a slave to that grave
Find the words somehow
It’s time to speak now.