Who Do We Serve?

A Poem by Judy Alexander, Outpatient Addictions Counselor

Hurt never having had an attachment in the beginning that was proper.
No real serious guidance not because they didn’t want to be there for their son or daughter.

Maybe they had to work two jobs just to make it work, just to have food.
Maybe there were just too many, maybe they were just too young themselves to know.

Maybe the mother wasn’t there, maybe the father wasn’t there.
Maybe they were, don’t know … don’t know.

Who do we serve?

Just not given a good start.
Not given a belief system or introduced to any type of value system to live by.
They found one though, got it off the streets, not from Mom or Dad … from a homie.

Who do we serve?

Lost just downtrodden having been told you’re nothing … you’re nobody.
You ain’t never gonna be anybody, you will never amount to anything!

Maybe you shouldn’t have been born at all!
Going to school hungry and tired of trying, tired of this particular life and set of circumstances.

Instead of turning inward and hurting yourself you hurt others who are external.
Feeling like you don’t matter, turning to things that change the way you feel.

Marijuana, cocaine, people, gangs and things.
Anything to hide and get rid of the pain.

Who do we serve?
Those who have been beat down and hurt by many others.
Those who deserve a chance, a chance to thrive.
To change and grow … something that resembles self-esteem and self-worth.

Who do we serve?
Those who are lost, those who are hurt, those who are looking for their future in a bottle.

That’s who we serve…

Why do we serve?
Because we want to show them the grace, the mercy and the love of our Father in Heaven ...that’s why we serve.