Your distorted sense of martyrdom

Does not equal the prejudice

Of this world - you think it's

Close enough but no

it's not quite there

Your view is clearly blurred between

The lines of the present and the past

So in case you have forgotten

The future holds

A bright life

Wonderful pieces of memories

Slowly flitting in and

Around my head

And you can't bring me down

No matter what you say so

Think what you will about me

But be aware

Of the consequences that

May befall you

Because He will fight for me

And when my own sensibility

Leaves me behind

He will pick me up and carry me

Along with the past and present- he carries my future in His hands.

For I am called beloved, and He calls

Me by name

Made in His wonderful image

Never alone

Never forgotten