I Was Dead the Day I Was Born
I was dead the day I was born
She looked straight into my eyes; as she sat right across me
I could see fear right through her, as she mumbled with the thought of my vicious actions
Trying so hard to understand how did I become such an animal overnight
An “A” student abdicating life due to life sorrow daily incidence
I burst out loud behaving like this is a big buffoon and replied
”I was dead the day I was born”
Its amazing how one angel can transmute into Lucifer
So horrifying like witnessing a saint transforming into a zombie
How a GURU can incline to prostitute tendencies with no remorse
As she fell on her knees with tears hopelessly growling kissing the floor
I could smell blood coming out from her wounded heart as she said silently
“Forgive them lord for they don’t know what they doing”
I giggled out loud with anger written all over my scar, scary face
As I perpetrate the idea that what kind of a loving parent that abandon the world for so long
The parent that left even unborn babies striving to survive life termination
The war survivors thrown on the streets self-catering on the dustbins
“I guess heaven have its people and I’m definitely not one of them”
For I WAS DEAD THE DAY I WAS BORN
Compiled by: Sphelele Brian Aubrey Ngubo (P.F)
Copyright © Sphelele Brian Aubrey Ngubo | Year Posted 2015
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