Esteem
Who do you say I am?The world is enthralled by my beauty.
I am intelligent, collected, complete.
Still,not every would ever fathom-----
I'm esteem.
I was intriguingly embroided all along from the beginning of time, waiting.
Yes, a precious web of a human being like me.
My hair, head, skin, nose, eyes, and brain.
Formed with love deep inside my mother's womb even before life on earth began.
One word God spoke so long ago was dynamic,effective, and will never be void.
God made that promise to white, black, brown, yellow, and even red girls and boys.
Principalities of darkness and evil have been forever around. Speak Gods authoritative word over them , their esteem comes trembling down.
His word says there's a plan and a purpose for me. I will continually praise him in the mirror.
I will sing out loud, "I'm complete, I'm esteem!"
No other act in this world can make me clean from all sins.
But, I recognized and accept that Christ died for all my transgressions----
That's my victory, my esteem wins!
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