All is mine to be

Individuals wield so much power to make changes around them..

A child was born, one

In a hospital manger,

No nurse, nor doc,

just lowing animals

chewing their cud,

Today we all bow our heads,

In solitute of prayer,

We flee to his abode,

For protection and comfort

One child born,

Of divine destiny.

 

I was born,

In a hut,

In the heart of Africa,

Smoke twirled into the sky,

Birds sang a delightful song,

Stars shone right into my future,

In heaven, angels sang and danced,

I am destined to change,

To leave a mark of my footsteps,

To move in and alleviate,

Maybe your problem, or his or hers,

I do not hold back,

For I hate to dissapoint,

A fellow ghuma being,

A creature of God.

 

There are those we all know,

From Africa!

From Asia!

From the Americas!

From the Mid-East!

From the Carribeans!

From Europe!

From Australia!

Who've fought others battles

-Individuals fighting,

Unjust systems and unfair impositions,

Upon poor people who realise not,

The power vested in them,

By gthier Creator God of Heaven,

for them to live and help one and the other,

Without reserve,

What life can be?

 

The power is in you child,

It is in youjr hand,

Unfold it,

Release it,

Do it for Love with Love,

Do it without fear or hesitation

Because we will be right on behind you.

As a people, with a common destiny. 

Author's Note

just did it out of something moving in me to do something for someone.. I mean every word in it

Reviews

[Jasmine]

I love when you switch to "I was born..." very moving. Could perhaps do with a little work in some areas, to make it flow better, but still wonderful.

[Tomi]

hmmm..

[Coyote Poetry]

Your words are true. I believe all children need a full belly and safe place to live. The world is falling apart. Homeless people touches every continent. Need to quit spending the 25 trillion the world spend on war and put the money into medicine, schools, food and housing. The poem is powerful. Time for all men and woman to demand change. Before IF we don't change. We will be in big trouble. A outstanding poem.
Coyote

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. your words just glow and glow with a universe of meaning in them ... they inspire so much ... it's an honour to read your words ...