Rebirth

Genre: Poetry Title: Rebirth Author: John King Ayanfe © I'm a being beaten by a bragging-heartless life Being a being beaten by beasts baffles my broken being Ever being seared by topsy-turvy tempetuous time Trepidation portrays and whistles to my broken self Far from faith fetch i fears for my fate My feet finding no fountain for fortitude Too many holes hold the whole of my ambitions The dreams i dream dream i to be dreamt My life kissed knife and i strife Should i have been begotten? Tempests taunt me Day-by-day i go to the house of hope Wherein i find a drop of water for my rebirth Oh! My scars bleed - my bleeds are not scarse Love, religion and education poorly succeeded to fail me My heart's been lonely - my life's a desserted desert I'm a body of ocean, yet without water - oh I need a rebirth - o' reality, chant your incantations That the duration of hopeless situation embrace expiration My broken being need rebirth and comfort as my berth I carved my own rebirth, 'ta-ta' to my woes