Let Me Tell You a Story

Let me tell you a story of how I became me And grace you with words that define me inside me I was born on the rivers of sorrow and sadness Through valleys of grief stricken pain and remorse And when I opened my eyes for the first time awareness I cried while they wept and I stood without movement Then I came to my senses and saw that they saw me And yes they rejoiced though their eyes told me different If then I knew what would happened then maybe just maybe They opened the door to all the sickness and anguish My birth was so simple though torment was right there Let me tell you the time when they thought to define me A boy that was lost on the desert of envy Thats when I fooled and I flirted with danger by strangers And tasting the fruit of illusion in segments The desert it showed me what sin really felt like That's when the heat made me drop to one knee I had hope then And watched how it took all the joy that I nurtured In disbelief I looked straight at the source of my sadness And cowered, a dog with no master to guide it The buildings around me remind me of mother So cold and aloof and so distant yet striking Let me tell you the time when I thought that I knew me I found myself in a forest where I watched all my sins I basked in the depth of my darkness with gladness And deeper I swam while my youth became distant I felt out of touch yet in touch with my true self And day in day out I played chess with regret Then I sat in the four cornes of resentment I watched calmly at the birth of my first one She cried while I wept and she saw that I saw I rejoiced though my eyes told her different By Athi Godlo