Where am I?

Maybe someone could let me know
Why
Drinking is so great
Why smoking is so cool
Why slut is in
Why if I don’t party, I couldn’t
Possibly do anything
More fun.
Where’s the fun in being hungover?
Where’s the joy in having no idea what you’ve done?Alcohol probably tastes nasty anyway
Smoking smells
It’s not worth it.
So what’s the big deal?
Why’s everyone doing it?
Tonight I was given hope that I can meet
Likeminded people
Black Christians
People who aren’t afraid of what they believe
And are boldly proud to be black.
The doubts come.
Am I not black enough?
They all grew up surrounded in blackness
With me the only black spot around
I’m scared to party, God.
Because I’m scared to dance
In the right environment
With the right people
It could be fun
Keep guiding me, but don’t leave me, God.
Provide me with opportunities to find those people
You have especially set apart to be my friend.
Meanwhile
Help me to stay true to You
And strong to who I am
Help me to be confident in who You’ve made me to be
Confidence, God.
That’s what I need.
Help people to see the joy and peace that comes
From You.
Help me to be a witness.
Amen.

(12/1/06)