THEY CALL HER SHE

they say she's been through so much

they say no one else would endure such hurt

they call her lively, bubbly even a charm

they say she couldn't  do anyone harm

they say she's weird even complicated

they tell her she is quite educated

they say that one day she’ll make it big

they tell her that she has no needs

they say she hurts them with her words

that when she speaks milk turns to curd

they want her to change her ways

they say it would be good to ape their days

they think they understand her they know her so well

but she thinks that they just know her and they can’t tell

they think they have her all figured out

but she thinks they know nothing of what she’s about

you see they know the ‘her’ they want to see

but the real her is hidden deep within

but they don’t want to take the time to dig

via conversations and communication kits

they want her body they desire her kiss

they want to drink from her wonderful lips

she wants to be heard and listened to

to be respected and to be understood

they want to play house without the ring

they seem to not care about that commitment ‘thing’

they say she lives in this utopic world

that her ‘Christianity’ is just absurd

she says she’s as honest as they come

she says she never means to do people harm

she says she’s always aiming to build

she says its called ‘constructive criticism’

she says her faith is what makes her strong

she says she’s not perfect, very far from

she says His grace is what makes her her

she says that people need to stop looking from afar

she says if you could look past her smile

you would see who she is inside

that if you would stop being so selfish

you’d get to know her without the ‘strings’

that you would come to see the beauty inside

that others ignorantly perceive as pride

then you would come to appreciate

even those things she cares not to enumerate

she says that if you would only take the time

you’d see that this girl is just sublime

and like any other doesn’t come short of faults

that you would love her coz she’s all sorts

you’d see that she’s not perfect, very far from

but that she’s willing to learn, change and transform

you’d see how hard she tries to be nice

you’d realize that there is so much more to find

you’d see how far she’s come from  and how much she’s changed

you’d notice that she’s making an effort not to remain the same

you’d see how hard she’s working out her salvation

and how much she doesn’t want to end up in eternal damnation

you’d understand why she loves the Father so

or how much of Him she really knows

you’ll see how important her faith is

and how her relationship with Him gives her great bliss

you’d want to get to know her for her

and not for her curves, her lips or her hair

you’d want to uphold her in chastity

and not devour her or propagate her nudity

you’d want to wash her with the water of the word

to be her true priest not someone absurd

you know what I mean him who’s neither here nor there

that kind John wrote about who’d be spewed in the air

you’d want to hold those long intellectual discussions

with her of course the kind that take hours

you’d not grow weary of hearing her speak

you’d not get scared of correcting her speech

you’d want to build her up and her you

you’d want to be stuck together like glue

you’d want the altar and nothing more

before her body you can devour

you’d want what she wants no, she’d want you

to become one from the created two

to share a vision, a passion and a will

she’d want to become your very help meet.

But instead of all this you want to remain the same

To go with the many he said she saids

So to know her you’ll never get a chance

Nor will u ever experience this romance

The cure?  You might want to ask

Is to seek the Father, the one who made the cast

To know Him first in order to know her

And maybe get the ability to understand.