Saturday, November 7, 2009

6/11/09 (5pm)

I am born today,
and could live a hundred years.

I am born today,
and could die a million deaths.

I am born,for reasons yet to unfold.

I won't leave,without a story untold.

Though life may be bitter sweet,
with these adventures i seek.

I rest not with ease,
but let my mind wander in peace.

I speak not of things i'v seen.
For the answers lie deep within my sleep.

I am a child,born into this world of sin.
I am my father's child, yet for the world to see.

6 comments:

muyiwa said...

ok oo,me self no go leave without a story unto

leggy said...

i loved this!!nice one.

Myne Whitman said...

Is it your birthday? I liked the poem, well done.

Sugarking said...

Gbaski!

Ms. 'dufa said...

Simply done! Nice. Me likey!

Fragilelooks said...

THANKS Y'ALL. I'M GLAD YOU LIKED/LOVED IT.