Do you remember?
Those days when your heart was still whole,
Days of confidence and courage,
Like an eagle soaring in the sky.
Those days of wild ambition,
Days that were never enough,
When your mind knew the future,
And your brain ran on overdrive.
Those days and nights of prayer,
At sunup and sundown,
When the word of God was always fresh on your lips,
quenching the fiery darts of the enemy.
Do you remember?
Those days you were so sure of your beauty,
Never second guessing,
Never wondering if you were good enough, smart enough or fair enough,
Or wished that your breasts were firmer and your buttocks wider,
Those days you stood tall and proud,
Basking in your glory,
Like a peacock spreading her wings.
Those days when gossip plunged you ahead to shore,
leaving the culprits to drown in their envy,
Those days when mediocrity was beneath you,
And excellence was your motto,
When you laughed in the face of adversity,
Always coming out stronger and better
Those days without broken dreams and broken promises.
Those days! Those days!
Are gone?
Are over?
No! No! No!
Because broken wings heal,
And healing takes time,
But time flies,
And fly again, you will.
Or will you stay down forever?
Will you? Will you?
You will not!
You will fly again,
You will flap those beautiful wings,
You will spread them out and glide in the air,
Higher and higher,
Higher and higher
Above every fear, every shame,
You will shame, shame.
You will grow,
You will bloom,
You will laugh,
You will! You will!
Yes!
You will!
Because,
Broken wings can fly again!
Yes!
Broken wings can fly again!
Just believe!
Your broken wings will fly again!
Believe!
