I’ve grown in darkness and suffered in pain.
By the wounds I received from others again and again.
Forsaken and in grief silently I weep.
How sad, yet sweet, my life seems on these streets.
Sad and alone I have grown into a young woman who has come to know.
Hurts and pains seems like my names; Joy and peace my worst nightmares.
Tears become my only evidence as I struggle to hide and cover my shame!
I wonder at times is this all I’m here to gain?
My life truly describes what is poverty.
The power of it In its full capacity of mental slavery.
Broken, battered and bruised by the cruelty of mankind my life I lose.
Persecuted and prostituted oppressed and suppressed
Daily facing some form of distress
As I slumbered into living
The depth of my pain, today, I cannot explain
For once again I am silent
Physically silenced by death
Why did I have to be silent for someone to hear I had called?
Why did I have to die for someone to speak on my behalf?
Now, when I cannot answer or speak my pain
There are so many caring hearts out here
Now you stare at my remains
In life, not to many, were sure to care
But today so many regret, and with pity their lips utter my name
How happy I would be if only I could hear.
Whom have I failed is a tale to tell
And who fail me is how the tale may end
For today I’m louder in death than life
But if this is what it takes for you to open your eye and see
Then I don’t mind if you repent and turn to Jesus Christ
Salvation is free. Jesus already died on Calvary
So why not live your life for Christ and so let it be
By: Lavena Ambrose © March 2011
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Lavena is a member of our Guyana Leadership Team. We work together to bring light and hope to our friends in Plastic City. She wrote this poem as her way of processing the tragic loss of Sara and chose to read it at her funeral for all to hear and reflect upon.
The Video song is Father to the Fatherless. The song was written in 2006 after my second short-term mission trip to Guyana and recorded in Guyana in 2009.