| |
REBORN
REBORN
Out comes the unwanted object of derision,
Conceived after a hasty union along an unlit alley,
By a mother wholly enslaved to syringes
And a father utterly imprisoned by bottles.
The brawls were painfully endless –
Shouting, slapping, kicking, and smashing.
For ages I remained a constant reminder of error –
The mucky bridge linking two wrongs.
I grew up, thickly blanketed by rejection and hate;
And soon found solace hugging the streets –
Gleefully content as the devil’s lieutenant.
Clearly I was marked; born by bad, born for bad.
I delightedly played the black messenger;
Drinking, lying, stealing, drugging, hurting…
I got deeper and deeper into hell’s pit –
A soul entirely spun out of order; surely damned.
I continually ate and drank vile – of all sorts.
But the emptiness…oh, the emptiness…it hurt;
Burning, ripping, searing, slicing, tearing…
The ghostly voice just wouldn’t let me be!
‘Son…you’re much more than this…
Let me in…I can help…just let me in.’
For so long I fought it…yes, I violently fought it:
‘Leave me alone! Get away from me!’
But it kept on; pushing, pressing, pleading…
I couldn’t go on; I was so ablaze within.
Desperate, wretched, broken, and crying – I let it in.
The change was gloriously instant – a transformation
Solidly nailed to peace, purity and hallowed purpose.
At last, I was whole – whole and home.
That night was magic…the night I was reborn.
© Ikenna.C.Igwe, 2012.
|