So many houses are riddled with holes,
I do not know how God plans to change me,
How does God want to alter our frail souls?
Just one day later, I am on my knees,
I am transformed by what I have just seen,
I pray that He won’t let me change back, PLEASE!
Don’t let this trip become another dream.
The last night comes, I don’t know what to think,
While there, I’ve made several amazing friends,
I sit in the dark; my heart starts to sink,
I’m just wishing that this night never ends.
But my last day in the Dominican,
I hear God telling me my work’s not done.
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