Sonnet IV: Rebirth
I ask you why—why I hear everyday
Of the Renaissance whose effects stay strong;
Legacies of music, writing, and song.
We all undergo rebirth, so they say,
But how does this new life come into play?
Are we reborn to correct our wrongs?
Or revived so that we may tag along?
Are we reborn if life goes not our way?
Then I hear from my heart, "For many things
Are men reborn and given again life.
So that we may turn from wrong and to right,
Every day, a unique, brand new life springs,
To allow us to be heroes in strife.
We are reborn when we see the sunlight."
Copyright © Franchesca Mia Tortoza | Year Posted 2016
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