[ i was born ]

I was born to desire the simplicity of life in Africa.
Like the ninety-nine year old Grandmother of the Coosa village,
when she draws water from the man-made well during mid-morning,
while she reminisces on a hundred-year-old story, sent down generation to generation.

I was born to educate children who yearn to be someone great.
Like the estatic orphans in the sub-saraha
when they grin ear to ear
while they scetch their name in English for the first time without fear.

I was born to help delete the reality of disease in my beloved jungle.
Like helping an orphan boy write a letter to this little brother
When he is on his death bed at the age of eight,
while being overcome by the effects of AIDS, which was always his wretch fate.

I was born to open the Gospel to children who do not know Him
Like they saw a bird fly for the first time
when a tear slowly drips down his face
while they finally become whole, knowing that there is someone who always loves them besides me.