A Borned Stories Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

A Borned Stories

Never to regret one's born stories,
Never to regret the star's alignments,
And the heaven's espousals,

This life given, the gift from the enchanted kingdom,
A child once born and the path given,

Righteous, unrighteous, fallen or wayward,
A destiny given for kings, paupers, or sovereign.
A Rose, a life or a riprap's foundations,

Mistaken, disowned, abandoned,
The ways from the dictating sun,
and the chambers of uncold dreams,

The caulderon of fire, the isolations from the cold,
The nights of mistaken identities,

The steel resolve of a heroes, the cowardice of an misencounter,

The rightful pronunciation of facts, the false allegations of fallacies,

Something more larger than what prevails, what happens,
A creation, a means and end to this life.