Heart of a Servant, Flesh of a Sinner

Taxi Cab Gurl

Taxi Cab gurl… men whistle, and you stop, and you let them get in and ride as a back seater;

And you take them for as far they desire to go, running them by the meter;

And you don’t care who get in because if they whistle, u stop, because your money depends on it;

Because you have a lifestyle to support, and you got kids to feed, and a boss to get in on it;

Don’t you know that they only use you, because you’re convenient on every corner guaranteed to take them where they wanna go, of all hours of the nite;

Because when their kids snugged in tight, and when their wife turn off the nitestand light, he calls TAXI!!!, and you never turn him down to giving him the ride of his life…;

Taxi Cab gurl… you blend in with the rest of the taxis and ya’ll go by the same name, so no one knows your true beauty;

And you grew accustomed to your job so much, that you never go OFF-DUTY; 

And everyday you cry, your heart is constantly begging you to stop;

Your kids wonder why they can’t come to visit mommy sometimes at her job;

And you hurt because, that preacher that baptized you when you were young…

Whistled and you stopped…

That teacher you had in grade school, the one you graduated from…

Whistled and you stopped…

That bully in high school that teased you nonstop everyday….

Whistled and you stopped…

 That ex-boyfriend that influenced you in a negative way….

Whistled and you stopped…

The husband of the babysitter who’s paid to watch your kids…

Whistled and you stopped ….

But then… the One who gave you life, and forgave you for everything you did…

Whistled and you stopped… Only…

He wasn’t looking for a ride, He was looking to drive, and you cried because His timing was perfect;

Because the job of the taxi, was driving you to everyone else’s destination, but your own purpose;

And for the first time, someone actually took the time to see her for her inner beauty;

And for the first time in her 3 years of working, men watched and witnessed her walk out the driver’s seat and turn on the sign OFF-DUTY;

And she looked left to right, and around to decide what’s next, what was in store, she didn’t know;

And God pulled up in a stretched Limo, Opened the door, and said “ My child, this time you ride in the backseat, and I’ll drive YOU to where you want to go…”