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Passionate and True Simple and Real Seeking God Ready to be moldedA woman A mother A Lover A fighter when its time A builder A believer A Seeker A maker of God's will mine A sister A daughter A grandaughter Akin to a people of pride A peacemaker A rebel A shadow of truth A me...just meGhetto child blooms to flower and never forgets her roots Cannot change what is real, but help to water truth, Hands rough from working the fields of concrete, Hard to grow trees in the center of the streetNow all caught up for a change in the same gravel A little ways from His will did she travel Still never loosing sight of the power almighty Learning through the light within that shone brightly Transformation lies in the hands of the creater Composed of a love of which there is none greaterFor her life and a chance to escape death Her God conformed to man, and gave his last breath Left His spirit behindAnd so she sings...I am your vessel Mold me and Use me I am your creation Scold me and teach me I am your child A woman of your designThe Ghettp child shall bloom, and never forget her roots