Beating the
Statistics
He’s dirt poor.
His home is the street.
He can’t read.
He never has enough to eat.
Eight years old.
History says he’s doomed.
A dead plant
Before he has even bloomed.
But I’m not just a piece of
data.
Satan’s got me on the ropes.
But I’m gonna beat the
statistics.
God’s in my corner holding
all my hopes.
I’m gonna fight against all
that’s wrong.
I won’t give up though I’m
down.
God has me here for a reason.
The world may try, but it
won’t steal my crown!
The young girl.
Not part of a plan.
On her own.
No one to give her a hand.
The world shuns.
Turns its back too fast.
Says she’s trash.
She’ll never escape her past.
But I’m not just a piece of
data.
Satan’s got me on the ropes.
But I’m gonna beat the
statistics.
God’s in my corner holding
all my hopes.
I’m gonna fight against all
that’s wrong.
I won’t give up though I’m
down.
God has me here for a reason.
The world may try, but it
won’t steal my crown!
God-fearing.
Got it together.
Life is good
Could roll like this forever.
Should it be?
Is it too easy?
Missing out.
God’s not here just to please me.
But I’m not just a piece of
data.
Satan’s got me on the ropes.
But I’m gonna beat the
statistics.
God’s in my corner holding
all my hopes.
I’m gonna fight against all
that’s wrong.
I won’t give up though I’m
down.
God has me here for a reason.
The world may try, but it
won’t steal my crown!
Melissa B. King
August 18, 2013
