I REFUSE...

“I Refuse”

By: Stacie J. Whitaker-Harris

I refuse to be anything other than what the Father says I am

I refuse to be consumed by anger

I refuse to allow my pride to reduce my ability to live

I refuse to be controlled by the words of others

I refuse to allow self-doubt to keep me from daily progression

I refuse to be a victim of circumstance

I refuse to grow bitter or envious, hateful or spiteful

I refuse to suppress my will to live

I refuse to fall into traps that lead back to bound roads

I refuse to regret the life I live

I refuse even more to regret the life I’ve LIVED

I refuse to be crushed by broken promises

I refuse to exist as a sexual object, a toy, a Barbie doll without a brain, no sense and lacking pride

I refuse to live a life without color

I refuse to grow into an unimaginative zombie numb to the cruel people in the beautiful world whose sole purpose is to seek and destroy my soul

What I refuse may not be what you refuse

But I refuse to be devalued and deduced to substandard living because some refuse nothing when others refuse everything

I refuse to live my life void…for I AM purpose and that I cannot refuse