Am I a Phenomenon of Procreation

Am I a phenomenon of procreation, or an accident Of birth? Arriving on my chariot of nativity I spent Three trimesters in the sanctuary of a womb, and now I am a child in this world of human. But curiosity is plenty and questions arise, is my fate Written or am I free to follow my own course on this Journey through the enigma that is manhood, and as My foray into maturity evolves I find things that sweeten me, moments of childish Enjoyment, the discovery of teenage bliss, and the Times spent in twenty-something ecstasy, then came The awaking of my soul, And I find men immersed in the place of darkness where Jealousy, greed, deceit and religious exploitation breed Death of soul and conscience in a perverted sense of Existence, as if by some rite of passage, As some men live in fear of a never emerging tomorrow Others strive to kept their dignity, but as I submit to the Blows of fate I feel trapped in a destiny that is not my own, Yet, as I embrace the moment I am free As I segue through this state of being I contemplate my Journey and come to a place of consciousness, in this Instant of truth my fiat to live is unfolded in communion of My heart and soul, and I hear music, and I am heavenly So dance with me, through the rest of my being for the Melody that is truly divine is you. Earl S Jackson April 5, 2011 Copyright © 2011 Earl S. Jackson, all rights reserved.