I AM NOT FOR SALE
C. Ann S. 2004 You think you can buy me. With cheap trinkets, you try me. You spread out your vice And then, Roll the dice. But I am not for sale! You lock me up here In this house full of fear. You tell me I’m safe, And then Rape my faith. You take all my food. I am starving, subdued. You take all my water, Yes, I am your daughter But I am not for sale! The lies of the past Are catching up fast. They’re standing beside me. They’re standing inside me! The silence of years Wrapped in your fears. Truth twisted and broken. Truth waiting, unspoken. What price will you pay On this fateful day? When I will trade all To stand straight and tall And say I am not for sale. The clouds of deception Clear my perception For this day I see What matters to me. There are tears on my cheek So you see me as weak For I dare to love you Then, gently shove you Away from me For I am not for sale. I know what’s true. It’s all around you. Yet, you shut your eyes tight. To the death you will fight To force me to take Your gifts wrapped with hate. I will escape With my faith that you raped For I am not for sale! Unspeakable words That you never heard They lay silent and still As I bent to your will. But now I am older. I am louder! I am bolder! You can’t lock my door Anymore. You can’t shut my mouth. The truth has come out. You offered your best. I left it all with the rest. For I am not for sale! I will live free From your hypocrisy. Starving and thirsty I leave you with mercy. I choose not to hate you In fact, I forgive you. My wounds ~ they will heal Torn apart by your zeal. When I said , I am not for sale. Your hatred misguided. Our family divided. Like a tree hit by lightening The truth far too frightening For you to see. Yet The storm set my soul free. I owe you no apology. For blinded, you hang fiercely on To the lies you’ve feasted on. While I sat chained to truth unspoken. You tempted me with your tokens But now I walk light and free Away from your hypocrisy. I am not for sale. A cult deceives and chains it’s captive. I have seen a heart receptive Twisted to a mass of hate But this will not be my fate. I have dared to look to Him To know what is and isn’t sin. To love and love and love again. To gather ravished faith and stand To say I am not for sale!
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