A New Identity Of Me Poem by Martin Greyford

So many things have happened
In the past when I was
That kind of a boy.
Many people thought there won't be a change
In me for I was addicted
To the desires of the flesh.
I was a person who cared for other
People's feelings welfare and well-being.
A person who never valued humanity.
All that mattered to me was being me.

All of the sudden
There was something good coming out of me.
I didn't know that I can associate with others
For I considered myself an outcast
And I had nothing else to do with
Other people for no other reasons
Except having my heart feel merry
By the the things I had and

I never cared for anybody's feelings
Only cared for my own body.

I don't know what really happened for me to
Change nor do I know what inspired me to change.
I've come to be a person who feels pity seeing
The disabled people suffering,
Something that has never happened to me before.
A person who now values humanity.
I'm another kind of a boy.
This is a new identity of me and
For truly I can say this is a new identity of me.