Beautiful

Have you ever sat down and thought about your worth?

As in if you receive as much effort as you put forth?

I used to allow people to beat me down,

So much till i misplaced my crown.

See i allowed them to break me,

And that was because within me i wasn’t free.

I let the things of this world,

Make my vision blurred.

Not only did it call me ugly,

It said i wasn’t worthy.

It made me hate my reflection,

So much that all i could taste was rejection.

The thoughts that would constantly flow through my head fueled it’s hate,

To the point where it almost sealed my fate.

But you see i had to change my perception,

I had to look at myself with a new appreciation.

You see i realized i was created to look like my Father,

And i was baptized through more than just water.

And as God cleansed my spirit,

I saw that I was different.

When I looked in the mirror i saw this beautiful creation,

I saw that i was made to be a beautiful nation.

I no longer needed affirmation from the world,

The longing for that approval was finally cured.

I wasn’t held back by what the world said,

Because in the end it’ll fade away.

God counted me worthy,

And that is what finally set me free.

~ Olamide Iyaomolere

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