Inspired by “My Business, My Mission”
by Linda Banda
I am poor
Do I matter?
I cannot afford to go to school
But my mind is ever so eager to learn
I cannot afford to put a roof over my head
But my body still longs for a warm place
to sleep at night
To the law, I am invisible
To my fellow citizens, I am untouchable
If only things were different
If only things would change.
I may live in a world that you would
rather view from a distance
I wish you knew how much
God still values my existence
I get it, if I had a little bit more money maybe you
would talk to me
Maybe you would listen, coz then, I’d be somebody
When I look around, I see very little hope
But in my heart I know I am determined
One day, I too will make a difference.
Listen to that voice
If you just listen, you will hear it
When we look around
How many faces have we ignored?
This is the generation that will do things differently
To my friend living on the street
Worry not, there is hope
But we both have a lot of work to do
You’re tired of lacking, tired of running
Tired of doing everything just to be noticed
Well, guess what?
God as my witness, I will do my part
For I have been called
to join hands in ministry with you.