Make Me Whole Again

Make me whole again.

Make me whole again.

My dear and precious friend, make me whole again.  

I need my arms and legs to swim. 

Make me whole again I have no lovin kin. 

I am without a true friend.

I never thought that I would in this state living alone,  without my mate. 

I had planned to live with him until death do we part.

I think that is why the trouble had to start. 

I made him my king and gave him everything.

I never knew that he could be so mean.

He laughed at me,  and told me that I was really never on his team.

The best I could do for him was to clean. 

I made a mean man my king. 

Make me whole again my dear and precious friend. 

They thought that my life was peachie keen.

They thought, I thought,  that I had everything.

They laughed at me because he was so very mean. 

I made a mean man my king. 

I did not see it coming I was hit on both sides.

One day I tried to raise my arms and I realized they were not there.

I tried to get up one  morning and my legs were gone too. 

Make me whole again for without my legs and arms I do not know what to do. 

I looked in the faces of those who knew.

I wanted compassion from them, I wanted to feel that they had human integrity,  but all I saw was the smirks on their faces and heard them say that was good for me.

With their condemning eyes they mutilated my arms and legs in different places. 

I saw them smile as if they had enjoyed a fancy meal. While throwing those poisonous darts at my crusty  bruised and battered heels.

I saw them smile at all my pain,  as I screamed to heaven and said, “Oh Lord please make me whole again.” See these self professed Saint, did not think God would hear a creature like me”. So their response to that was. “Keep on looking up and screaming and see what you get”.  They were really in my shit.   

They tore my limbs off me, like they were pruning a tree. 

See, I was really suffering then, battling for my life, held down by strife, enemy had me under the knife and I thought I was somebody’s wife!  

As my enemy murdered me with their smirks and their smiles, while self-righteously discussing me and making fun of all my trials, while, “Following precepts of the consciousness of Love.” (sarcasm).

I began to cry until I was blind, they tripped me then, cause they knew I could not see.  

I almost lost all love for humanity. 

While I was left all alone dying from grief, God sent me that man from Galilee.

He came to see about this criticized and tortured soul;  He had heard all the lies and the stories that had been told.  One glance and I knew right then, that He was the only one that heard my cry. The scriptures said, for me He had already died.  He was there to make me whole!  (Big Smile).

He lifted me high before the throne, so close I could hear Elijah preaching about them dry bones.

He replaced my arms and legs, and opened up my blinded  eyes.

He  healed me from a grievous wound!  He rebooted my heart! He blew the breath of Love in me;  and that is when  I  became whole again! ( I got a second chance, one more dance, and I Am, in all that Is in this Universe, a soul redeemed by Love! Just because, ( long pause) I keep on looking Above!)  I hope he does the same for you.  See,  I am not torn apart no mo,  I don’t have my mate,  but I got Jesus fa sho!  

WHOLE AGAIN