By the time it all came to humanity
It all steered in my mind
That in me
An animal had been removed
To the soul
Of such my divine heart
That neither at night nor light
I was proud to be human again
I was proud to be on my feet
My mind healed healed
With human intelligence granted
After having travelled
And walk the road
That was personalised with hardship
I stormed the tendency
Of escaping dictation
Prior my soul was a slave
It lived in the fantasy world of slavery
But I cried an extent,
Yes again I got to cr myself tears
Look at me now
I am redeemed
Because I learnt
And because I observed
I was awarded the abilty
To rule and fight
The patrimonial pain
i also like this and can also relate, i have overcome my demons as well.
Freedom the axis of a life granted by God worth the fight within for it, nice to read about the struggle up...regards
An excellent poem! ! ! ! Phenomenal write! ! ! ! Plz read my poem (addiction)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i dont think i'm left with more words! ! Look at me now I am redeemed Because I learnt And because I observed I was awarded the abilty To rule and fight The patrimonial pain when it comes to the matter of pain and fight we choose pain in disguise of fight in practical themes.........may be mind has set up to stand in strands of comfort levels of pain...we need not solve a problem coz its solution might stand again as a problem blinking us! ! but its a poem of guts revealing the worshiping lies and a steady spirit to endure fighting successfully! !