Sticks and Stones

They said If never make it

Called me by my shame

Every word like a shadow

Trying to steal my name

I carried all their voices

Like a burden in my chest

But i hear a sweeter whisper:

“ I have called you blessed.”

Even when the lies fall heavy like rain,

I remember what you say…

Sticks and stones may break these bones,

But your word is my foundation.

When the world tries to shake my soul,

I stand on your salvation

Every lie falls to the ground

When your truth is spoken-

Sticks and stones may hurt me now, but in you

I’m never broken