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September 2019 Sister Spotlight


A Poem for My New Name

By Mystique

September 1, 2019

You can't tell me anything I don't already know,

my credit cards are high and my car's gas is low.


I go to the bank and they say, "How about a loan!"

They ask for my tax returns and I let out a moan.


Things haven't been the same since I got out of the "life,"

yet I'm still a daughter, a mother, a wife.


I pray God forgives me for the mistakes I have made.

I struggle each day and will take my secrets to the grave.


I hope my children don't find out what I've done,

but I'm thankful every day that I've turned and run.


It's hard not to look back and think of all that I had.

But whenever I do, it just makes me sad.


So now I look forward or "up" I should say,

because now I've found Jesus, I know my way.