I Was Dead the Day I Was Born

I was dead the day I was born She looked straight into my eyes; as she sat right across me I could see fear right through her, as she mumbled with the thought of my vicious actions Trying so hard to understand how did I become such an animal overnight An “A” student abdicating life due to life sorrow daily incidence I burst out loud behaving like this is a big buffoon and replied ”I was dead the day I was born” Its amazing how one angel can transmute into Lucifer So horrifying like witnessing a saint transforming into a zombie How a GURU can incline to prostitute tendencies with no remorse As she fell on her knees with tears hopelessly growling kissing the floor I could smell blood coming out from her wounded heart as she said silently “Forgive them lord for they don’t know what they doing” I giggled out loud with anger written all over my scar, scary face As I perpetrate the idea that what kind of a loving parent that abandon the world for so long The parent that left even unborn babies striving to survive life termination The war survivors thrown on the streets self-catering on the dustbins “I guess heaven have its people and I’m definitely not one of them” For I WAS DEAD THE DAY I WAS BORN Compiled by: Sphelele Brian Aubrey Ngubo (P.F)