My favourite poem.

This is one of my favourite poems, I watched this video of Jeanette Iks on Youtube last year, didn’t really like it. so i decided to download the audio version of it, Listened to it this morning exactly after 9 months, Must say I am really in love with this poem. I remember my sister telling me how beautiful and touching it was, did not care to listen to it, till today and it bought tears in my eyes.

Hope you will enjoy it like i did.

You can watch the video here.

 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IyXSFnZijSs



I posted the lyrics in case you would like to read them.





31 TO BE EXACT

And God said, “It was not good for man to be alone”,
So he created YOU
But somewhere along the lines
Someone changed your perspective
Shifted your view, like Eve.
You listened to the wrong voice
And took a huge tasty bite of deception
Now your stomach is upset
Because your spirit won’t digest it
No longer the woman that walks in the confidence
Of Ultimate artistic design
Submit your name change
We’ll call you Compromise
This is what happens when the Gospel
is according to whoever sits at the top of your playlist
and the media has become your bible
searching scriptures of magazines
being told you are dancing lead in Satan’s recital
But you are not her and she is not you
Cause we are called to so much more than
Make-up, hair, clothes and shoes
And dropping it like it’s hot even if we’re able to
We are women of a different status, 31 to be exact
We are content with not looking like anyone else
because we know our differences
are not a reason to be jealous, but God’s fingerprint
Don’t run around talking about how they are no good men
Because we know if we apply half as much effort on the inside
As we do on the out, we’ll stop drawing the wrong attention
Slow to speak, quick to listen.
Receiving intervention from a higher dimension
Seeking purpose, watching our God given visions
Come to fruition, never forgetting,
That we have been forgiven much
So we eat, we live, we breathe,
We give, we even sweat LOVE
Always ready to hear from the women with silver hair
Seeds have been sown and their wisdom
Saturated our soul, clipping our dead ends for growth
You’ll find us always promoting unity, serving in our community
Using our gifts and talents as an all glory to God opportunity
Wake up in the morning with a grind for the most High on our mind
Constantly being refined to be the exact of our architect’s design
We have no hearts, here’s the answer before the question
Any man that wants a heart will go to Christ knowing that it’s in his possession
Yes we are Beautiful and bare foot in the kitchen of grace
Pregnant with purpose, begging to Praise, Jesus is who we crave,
Awaiting to come to full terms so we can deliver back what has been deposited
Knowing good and well, one day we all will be audited
Mercy gives us second chances so we aint receive but we ought to get
We needed an intervention; Christ came to do lost prevention
On a cross he was stretched and fully extended
And we, we were given an extension, hear me
An Extension, hear me,
Because this price was worth far more than your finest Indian Remy
I know we can change the things we don’t like all for a simple cost
But Botox, Lipo and Implants aint got nothing on what was accomplished
On that cross
Because you can’t implant in yourself a new spirit
Or Lipo suck away your sin, you can’t lap band your addictions
And you can’t Botox away your depression
We All need Him
It’s time to change your status
Thirty one to be exact
Don’t be afraid of what’s abstract, let the Spirit of God be what attracts
We are women of a different status, this world we will impact
We are women of a different status, thirty one to be exact.