"Is there no balm in Gilead? Is there no physcian there? Why then is there no healing for the wound of my people?"
Jeremiah 8:22
Jobs are scarce and I'm happy to have one.
My boss has been paying me in cash for the work I have done
It's less than minimum wage and from time to time I'm not paid at all
But jobs are scarce and I'm happy to have a job
I'm just a child, but my mind is sharp and I want to know more.
My parents work hard and they tell me they can't pay their bills anymore
So there's no money for television and the newspaper is no more
I'm just a child, but my mind is sharp and I want to know more.
I love my community, but there is so much that needs to be done.
How do we get drugs off the streets, stop teen-agers from smoking and drinking?
There's so much work to be done, but where to begin? I wish I knew.
I love my community, but there is so much that needs to be done.
I know I am different, God made me that way.
I like who I am. I am gifted. I am creative. I am hopeful. I am who I am created to be.
I wish others could see my spirit and not what they do not like to see in me.
I know I am different, God made me that way.
My boss has been paying me in cash for the work I have done
It's less than minimum wage and from time to time I'm not paid at all
But jobs are scarce and I'm happy to have a job
I'm just a child, but my mind is sharp and I want to know more.
My parents work hard and they tell me they can't pay their bills anymore
So there's no money for television and the newspaper is no more
I'm just a child, but my mind is sharp and I want to know more.
I love my community, but there is so much that needs to be done.
How do we get drugs off the streets, stop teen-agers from smoking and drinking?
There's so much work to be done, but where to begin? I wish I knew.
I love my community, but there is so much that needs to be done.
I know I am different, God made me that way.
I like who I am. I am gifted. I am creative. I am hopeful. I am who I am created to be.
I wish others could see my spirit and not what they do not like to see in me.
I know I am different, God made me that way.
Is there a balm in Gilead? Is there no physician there? Why then is there no healing for the wound of my people?
Jeremiah 8:22
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