Saturday, February 23, 2013

Good Girl Refusing To Go Bad

One day a man will assess my cut, clarity, color, weight, and certify me GOOD.

And pleasing.

And worthy.

Faith in that keeps me from going 'bad'.

I refuse to tarnish because a man didn't know my value and treated me accordingly.

To tarnish allows him to steal my future and hope, for I can't lean on the hope that a good man will be able to see that I am good. But tarnished.

Even he may pass me by, if I go 'bad'.

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