Misguided eyes

I am grieved because of your misguided eyes
For they were taught to discriminate and despise
And as the fruit of the trees that once
Draped black men from the skies
They will continue to bare seed and multiply
Misguided eyes
Why don't you take off your glasses and see
You weren't born with bad eyes
And you've been wearing a wig in disguise
Do you recognise histories demise on your subconscious mind?
When will you recognise politically corrected prejudice lines?
Like "I refuse to see you as the colour of your skin"
Because obviously there is something wrong with it
But just for me, you’ll choose to over-look it right?
Misguided eyes!
Maybe if you actually looked at my skin
You'd see that it is because I am different
That I am of value to you; and you to me
Maybe you would find that there is a lot to be gained
And a lot to be learned, even loved
If you'd just guide your misguided eyes

Sarah Kenyi © 2012

Treasure in our midst

There is a treasure in our midst

But ignorance’s bliss allows some to miss

The manifestations of grace that were embedded in it

Some say it’s just a book of a series of myths

But I have tasted and seen that it is worth much more than just this

So I’ll ensure that its words don’t depart from my lips

Meditate and pay heed to its cautions and creeds

For then I will prosper and in life succeed 
Breeding sweet aromas of His Spirit in me
Bringing to finish the good work He began in me
Until that day I see My Prince of Peace
And exist in eternal jubilation and bliss

Sarah Kenyi © 2012

Joshua 1:8 Do not let this Book of the Law depart from your mouth; meditate on it day and night, so that you may be careful to do everything written in it. Then you will be prosperous and successful.