I forgot to wake up white this morning,
but by happy coincidence
my skin does not wait for a warning
to put up this basic defense.
I forgot to wake up straight this morning
but slowly got there by degrees.
My faith is strong, but some are worn—sing
to the Lord! You’ll beat that disease!
(I forgot to wake up godly today,
but thankfully I set aside
my weekends—or at least the one day—
to let Him know I’m on His side.)
I forget to wake up rich some mornings,
but when I tell them I’ve gone broke,
my friends, acting like I’m lowborn, fling
change at me; it’s our little joke.