I'M THE WOMAN NEXT DOOR
WHO COULDN'T TAKE ANYMORE
SO SHE FILED FOR DIVORCE
HAVING NO OTHER RECOURSE

I'M THE YOUNG MOM AT WORK
WHOSE HUSBAND WENT BERSERK
AND BEAT HER BLACK AND BLUE
THEN CRIED AND SAID, "I LOVE YOU"

I'M THE VICTIM AFRAID TO PROSECUTE
TERRIFIED OF A VIOLENT BRUTE
WHO PROMISED RETRIBUTION
IF HE FACED PROSECUTION

I'M A MIDDLE AGE WOMAN IN THE STORE
ONCE BEATEN AND LEFT AT DEATH'S DOOR
WHO PRAYS EVERY TIME HIS PAROLE COMES UP
THAT THE SYSTEM WILL KEEP HIM LOCKED UP

I'M THE GRANDMA WHO FIGHTS AGAINST CHILD ABUSE
WHO KNOWS FIRST HAND THE DAMAGE IT PRODUCES
LOW SELF-ESTEEM AND ANXIETY AND FEAR
ALONG WITH MANY A PHYSICAL SOUVENIR

I'M THE WOMAN WHO SEEMS TO HAVE IT ALL
WHOSE HUSBAND BASHED HER FACE INTO A WALL
IN PUBLIC HE ACT'S LIKE SUCH A GENTLEMAN
WHILE AT HOME HE ACT'S LIKE A MAD MAN

I'M THE MOM WITH 4 KIDS AT THE SHELTER
WHO GOT TIRED OF WHAT HE DEALT HER
SHE REFUSES TO LET HER KIDS GO THROUGH
THE SAME VIOLENCE SHE WITNESSED TOO

I'M THE WOMEN YOU MEET EVERYDAY ON THE STREET
WHO REFUSED TO LIVE BEING BATTERED AND BEAT
NO LONGER LYING THAT WE "RAN INTO A DOOR"
WE'VE TAKEN A STAND...MY SISTER SURVIVORS

COPYRIGHT 2008
DEBBY HARRIS

"I'D RATHER DIE STANDING...THAN LIVE ON MY KNEES."

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I WAS BUT A BROKEN SOUL
TIL' JESUS MADE ME WHOLE
I WAS CRACKED AND WORN
LOOKED AT WITH SCORN

INSIDE I HELD SUCH PAIN
I WAS TREATED WITH DISDAIN
I FELT I WAS REPULSIVE
WITH NOTHING LEFT TO GIVE

I SAT THERE ON THE SHELF ALL ALONE
WHILE ALL THE OTHERS OUTSHONE
FOR I WAS BROKEN AND BATTERED
NOT AS PRETTY OR PREFERRED

TIL' ONE DAY THE MASTER POTTER CAME
AND DECIDED TO LAY CLAIM
HE HANDPICKED ME FROM THE DUSTY SHELF
AND TOOK ME FOR HIMSELF

SUCH A STRONG VESSEL YOU ARE
I SHALL MAKE YOU A SHINING STAR
FIRST, LET'S GET RID OF THE CONTENTS
AND ALL THE NEGATIVITY IT REPRESENTS

CHILD, I CAN ONLY FILL AN EMPTY VESSEL
LET'S BID THE PAST FAREWELL
I AM THE POTTER AND YOU ARE THE CLAY
YOU EXCEL, WHEN YOU DO THINGS MY WAY

I AM NO LONGER HIDDEN FROM VIEW
WHAT GOD DID FOR ME, HE'LL DO FOR YOU
I'M FILLED NOW WITH THE HOLY SPIRIT
JUST ONE OF GOD'S MANY BENEFITS

COPYRIGHT 2008
DEBBY HARRIS

I GUESS ONE COULD SAY I WAS A REAL CRACKPOT!!!  LOL

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AS LONG AS WE HAVE THE ABILITY TO FEEL
WE WILL REACT TO LIFES PAIN AND SORROW
TEARS ARE THE WAY THAT WE HEAL

PENT UP EMOTION WEARS US DOWN
CAUSING SICKNESS AND DEPRESSION
WHILE WEARING A PERPETUAL FROWN

WE HOLD OUR DREAMS HOSTAGE
BECAUSE WE'RE AFRAID OF FAILURE
THEY NEVER TAKE CENTER STAGE

SOMEONE ONCE SAID WE WERE STUPID
WE HEARD IT ENOUGH AND BELIEVED IT
WE'VE CARRIED THAT HURT SINCE WE WERE A KID

WE WEREN'T ALLOWED TO VOICE OUR PAIN
SEEMED LIKE OUR FEELINGS DIDN'T MATTER
WE HAD NO CHOICE AT ALL BUT TO REFRAIN

WE'RE ADULTS NOW AND IT'S OKAY
NO ONE OWNS OUR FEELINGS BUT US
RELEASE THE FLOODGATES OF YESTERDAY

TEARS WATER THE SEEDS OF OUR HEARTS
SPRINKLE YOUR DREAMS AND WATCH THEM GROW
GET RID OF THE JUNK AND WATCH IT DEPART

TEARS WERE CREATED TO CLEANSE THE EYES
REMOVING ANY UNWANTED FOREIGN DEBRIS
GO ON AND CRY, LET IT ALL OUT...DOWNSIZE

DON'T BE A CAPTIVE SET THE PRISONER FREE
LET JESUS SHOW YOU WHAT HE SEES IN YOU
DON'T HIDE YOUR HEART UNDER LOCK AND KEY

COPYRIGHT 2009
DEBBY HARRIS

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DON'T TELL ME THAT I'M GOOD FOR NOTHING
GOD THINKS I'M EVERYTHING
DON'T TELL ME I CAN'T DO ANYTHING RIGHT
GOD THINKS I'M VERY BRIGHT
DON'T TELL ME THAT I'M OVERWEIGHT
GOD DOES NOT DISCRIMINATE
DON'T TELL ME THAT I'M STUPID
GOD THINKS I'M A SMART KID
DON'T POKE FUN OF ME CUZ' MY CLOTHES COME FROM GOODWILL
GOD KNOWS TIMES ARE HARD AFTER DAD LOST HIS JOB AT THE MILL
DON'T SPIT ON ME IN FRONT OF YOUR FRIENDS
GOD WILL DEAL WITH YOU IN THE END
DON'T TRIP ME IN THE HALLWAY AT SCHOOL
GOD KNOWS WHO'S THE REAL FOOL
DON'T TAKE MY HOMEWORK AND RIP IT UP
GOD WILL HELP ME MAKE IT UP
DON'T LAUGH AT THE OLD CAR I DRIVE
GOD KNOWS IT ALWAYS HELPS ME ARRIVE
DON'T GRAB MY LUNCH AND THROW IT AWAY
GOD KNOWS THAT'S ALL I'LL EAT TODAY
DON'T CALL ME NAMES AND BULLY ME
GOD WILL REMEMBER YOU I GUARANTEE
DON'T CUT ME DOWN FOR MY BELIEFS
GOD GIVES ME JOY AND TAKES AWAY MY GRIEF
DON'T LAUGH AT MY MOM CUZ' SHE'S IN A WHEELCHAIR
GOD KNOWS WE CAN'T AFFORD HEALTH CARE
DON'T LAUGH AT ME CUZ' MY FAMILY IS ON WELFARE
GOD KNOWS HOW SCARCE JOBS ARE OUT THERE
DON'T CUT ME DOWN FOR THE HOUSE I LIVE IN
GOD KNOWS TRUE TREASURE COMES FROM WITHIN
DON'T MOCK MY LIFE AND HOW I HAVE TO LIVE
GOD PROMISES HEAVEN'S A BETTER PLACE TO LIVE
DON'T THINK THAT YOU'RE SO MUCH BETTER THAN ME
GOD KNOWS...THIS COULD BE YOU...INSTEAD OF ME

COPYRIGHT 2007
DEBBY HARRIS

I WROTE THIS BECAUSE OF ALL THE BULLYING GOING ON IN THE SCHOOLS.  I FIRMLY BELIEVE THE SCHOOLS HAVE A RESPONSIBILITY TO STOP THIS!!!  BULLYING LEAVES SCARS THAT CAN LAST A LIFETIME.  I KNOW, I WAS BULLIED.

PARENTS LOSE THEIR JOBS EVERYDAY IN THIS FAILING ECONOMY.  LOSING THEIR FAMILY HOME TO FORECLOSURE IS NOTHING FUNNY AT ALL!!!  IT'S SAD.  LOSING HEALTH INSURANCE, OR NOT BEING ABLE TO AFFORD IT;  IS NO REASON TO LAUGH EITHER!!!  POOR PEOPLE CAN'T AFFORD TO KEEP A ROOF OVER THEIR HEADS AND EAT AT THE SAME TIME.  WHO CARES IF THE CAR YOU DRIVE IS A BENTLEY OR A HOOPTIE.  IF IT'S DEPENDABLE, THAT'S THE MOST IMPORTANT THING.

PEOPLE DO WHAT THEY HAVE TO SURVIVE, AND THAT'S ADMIRABLE.  IF PARENT'S POKE FUN OF OTHERS, CHANCES ARE THEIR KIDS WILL TOO.  NO MATTER HOW MUCH YOU OWN, OR HOW LITTLE YOU OWN...YOU CAN'T TAKE IT WITH YOU WHEN YOU DIE.  HEAVEN WILL BE EQUAL OPPORTUNITY HOUSING.  IT'S NOT THE MATERIAL THINGS YOU HAVE THAT MAKE YOU RICH;  IT'S THE HEART YOU HAVE.  THEREIN LIES THE TRUE TREASURE OF ALL.

DEBBY

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I WONDER...WHAT YOU SEE
WHEN YOU LOOK DOWN UPON ME
I CANNOT...HIDE FROM YOU
YOU SEE ALL THAT I DO
YOU HEAR...EVERY WORD I SAY
YOU'RE WITH ME EVERYDAY
COUNTING...EVERY TEAR THAT FALLS
SEEING THRU' MY INVISIBLE WALLS
HOW DO I LOOK...WHEN I AM SAD
HOW DO I LOOK...WHEN I AM MAD
DOES MY HEART...HOLD EVIDENCE
OF EVERY CRUEL OFFENSE DONE TO ME
HOW MANY BONES...HAVE BEEN BROKEN
WHEN I WAS BEING BEATEN
YOU WERE ALWAYS...MY ESCAPE
WHEN I WAS BEING RAPED
I KNOW THAT YOU...CAN SURELY ATTEST
TO ALL THE TIMES I WAS ABUSED
WHAT DOES A BROKEN HEART...LOOK LIKE
ON THE FACE OF A LITTLE TYKE
ON AN ADULT...DOES IT LOOK THE SAME
WHEN THEY'RE HUMILIATED AND SHAMED
HOW DOES OUR BODY...REACT TO
THE TRAUMA WE GO THROUGH

YOU TOO...BEAR THE SCARS OF LIFE
YOURS A SPEAR...MINE A KINFE
WHAT DO I SOUND LIKE...WHEN I CRY
HOW ARE YOU ABLE TO IDENTIFY
ONE CRY...FROM ANOTHER
A SISTER FROM A BROTHER
DO YOU SEE...THE TEARS I CANNOT CRY
WHEN MY HEART JUST CAN'T JUSTIFY
CAN YOU HEAR...THE WORDS I CANNOT SPEAK
FOR FEAR OF HARSH CRITIQUE
WHAT DO I LOOK LIKE...WHEN I'M BROKEN
AND MY PAIN SEEMS TO NEVER END
WHY DO I HAVE...THIS CHILDLIKE HEART
THAT LOVES EVEN WHEN IT'S BEEN TORN APART
CAN YOU SEE...WHAT MY EYES HAVE SEEN
THE HORRORS OF LIFE AND THE OBSCENE
DOES MY MIND...KEEP CONSTANT SCORE
OF ALL THE THINGS THAT'S PASSED BEFORE
WHAT IS SO SPECIAL...ABOUT ME
THAT YOU WOULD CHOOSE TO LOVE ME
WHAT DO YOU SEE...THAT I CANNOT SEE
WHY I AM WORTHY OF A ROYAL PEDIGREE
WHY WOULD YOU...WANT TO BE MY FATHER
WHY WOULD YOU EVEN WANT TO BOTHER
HOW COULD YOU...LOVE SOMEONE LIKE ME
SHOW ME PAPA...LET ME SEE

COPYRIGHT 2008
DEBBY HARRIS

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SOMETIMES IT'S VERY EASY TO SEE
WHY SOME PEOPLE DON'T BELIEVE
BECAUSE WE DO NOT EMULATE THEE

WHEN WE ARE JUDGMENTAL AND RUDE
WE VERY EASILY TURN PEOPLE OFF
BECAUSE WE DON'T HAVE A JESUS ATTITUDE

WE ARE CALLED TO LOVE NOT CRITICIZE
IT'S NOT OUR PLACE TO JUDGE
BECAUSE WE DO NOTHING BUT ANTAGONIZE

BELIEVING IN JESUS DON'T GIVE US THE RIGHT
TO BEHAVE AS IF WE ARE SUPERIOR
BECAUSE THAT'S NOT KEEPING JESUS IN SIGHT

THE WORLD HOLDS MANY WALKING WOUNDED
WHO'VE SUFFERED MANY HEARTACHES
SOME WHO THINK THEY'RE BETTER OFF DEAD

JESUS REACHED OUT TO THE BROKEN HEARTED
HE KNEW THAT LIFE MADE THEM A CERTAIN WAY
HE HAS SEEN THOSE HIDDEN TEARS THEY'VE SHED

HOW HARD IS IT TO SHOW COMPASSION
TO SHOW OTHERS MERCY AND LOVE
WE'RE ALL GOD'S PRODIGAL SON

JESUS LOVED EVEN THE UNLOVABLE
THOSE THAT SOCIETY REJECTED
HE ALSO FORGAVE THE UNFORGIVEABLE

I CHOOSE TO EMULATE MY SAVIOR
IN ALL I SAY AND ALL I DO
I WON'T PLAY JUDGE BUT BE A MENTOR

PEOPLE WON'T BE VERY RECEPTIVE
IF WE ACT SO HOLIER THAN THOU
JESUS WAS REAL AND NEVER DECEPTIVE

WE HAVE BEEN GIVEN PLENTY OF GRACE
AND UNCONDITIONAL LOVE
WE'RE ALL WELCOME IN HIS EMBRACE

WILL OTHERS BE ABLE TO SEE JESUS IN YOU
OR WILL THEY SEE A HYPOCRITE
WHO SAY'S...DO AS I SAY...NOT AS I DO

I WANT TO HAVE A HEART LIKE JESUS
ONE THAT LOVES WITHOUT JUDGING
A HEART THAT SEES GOOD IN ALL OF US

COPYRIGHT 2008
DEBBY HARRIS

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IT WAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS
GIFTS WERE ALL WRAPPED AND UNDER THE TREE
SOME FAMILIES DRESSED UP AND WENT TO MASS
OTHERS WENT CAROLING SINGING PRAISES TO HE

HOUSES ARE LIT UP AND LOOK BRIGHT AND MERRY
TIS' THE SEASON TO BE KIND AND GIVING
BUT THE BUNKERS ARE STARK FOR THE MILITARY
THEY CAN'T GIVE THEIR POSITION AND KEEP ON LIVING

IN A MOMENT OF REPRIEVE THEIR MINDS GO BACK HOME
THEY HEAR THEIR FAMILIES JOY AND LAUGHTER
A SOLDIERS DUTY IS TO BE EVER READY TO ROAM
CHASING FREEDOMS ENEMIES ARE WHAT THEY ARE AFTER

CLOSING THEIR EYES THEY CAN SMELL MOMS COOKING
THE POPCORN BALLS AND HER FAMOUS FUDGE
REMEMBERING THE IMAGES IN MENTAL SCRAPBOOKING
THE HAPPY TIMES THAT REFUSE TO BUDGE

ALL HEARTS GO HOME FOR CHRISTMAS.. EVEN A SOLDIER'S
THE FAMILY HE OR SHE MISSES IS WHY THEY FIGHT
MAKING DAMN SURE ANOTHER 911 NEVER REOCCURS
THAT'S WHY THEY'RE NOT HOME ON THIS NIGHT

WHILE YOUR CELEBRATING THIS CHRISTMAS SEASON
REMEMBER OUR TROOPS FIGHTING FOR OUR FREEDOM
LIGHT A CANDLE AND PRAY...FOR THEY ARE THE REASON
WE'RE ABLE TO BE CELEBRATE RELIGIOUS FREEDOM

COPYRIGHT 2010
DEBBY HARRIS

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NO MATTER WHERE HE WENT
HE CARRIED THE WORDS OF GOD
HE WAS POOR... BUT CONTENT
NO MATTER HOW HARD THE ROAD HE TROD

HIS HAIR WAS DIRTY AND LONG
WEARING THE SAME SUIT EVERYDAY
HE'D SIT AT HER GRAVE ALL DAY LONG
NEVER RUNNING OUT OF THINGS TO SAY

HE READ HER STORIES FROM HER OLD BIBLE
SANG HER HYMNS THO' SLIGHTLY OFF KEY
HIS DEVOTION TO HER WAS UNDENIABLE
HE'D BURIED HER UNDER HER FAVORITE TREE

SHE'S BEEN GONE FOR THIRTY YEARS
DIED FROM CANCER IN HER LUNG
AFTER ALL THIS TIME...HE STILL SHEDS TEARS
AND WISHES HIS LIFE WAS OVER AND DONE

HE HAS A CAR BUT PREFERS TO WALK
WHEREVER HE GOES RAIN OR SHINE
HE STOPS ON THE WAY MAKING SMALL TALK
ALWAYS ADDING HER TO HIS STORYLINE

HE BRINGS NO UMBRELLA TO KEEP HIM DRY
IT DOESN'T BOTHER HIM IF HE GET'S WET
BUT HER BIBLE'S IN PLASTIC TO FORTIFY
KEEPING IT SAFE FROM EVERY THREAT

HE NEVER HAD TIME FOR THE LORD BEFORE
HIS WIFE HAD TOLD HIM ABOUT HEAVEN
A WORKAHOLIC...SO THEY'D NEVER BE POOR
A BIT OF A SELFISH MAN BACK THEN

THE NIGHT SHE DIED HE MADE HER A PROMISE
HE'D READ HER BIBLE EACH AND EVERY NIGHT
WITH HER LAST BREATH SHE GAVE HIM A KISS
THE CANCER HAD WON...HER BODY GAVE UP THE FIGHT

SO HE GAVE ALL HIS MONEY TO BUILD A CANCER CENTER
DONATED HIS EXPENSIVE CLOTHES TO GOODWILL
HE BECAME A NEW MAN...A TRUE REPENTER
ACCEPTING EACH DAY AS GOD'S WILL

ALL HIS MONEY DIDN'T KEEP HIS WIFE ALIVE
WHAT GOOD WAS ALL THAT MONEY
WHEN IT DIDN'T HELP HIS WIFE SURVIVE
NOR DID HIS FANCY COLLEGE DEGREE

THEY LAID HIM TO REST BESIDE HER TODAY
WITH HIS TRUE TREASURE HELD IN HIS HANDS
HER BIBLE AND GOD HAD GAVE HER STRENGTH EVERYDAY
TIL' SHE CROSSED OVER THE RIVER JORDAN

COPYRIGHT 2008
DEBBY HARRIS

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