Art Of Creation (Before My Birth) Poem by VUSI CHRIS VENUS MALALA

Perfectly designed by the Creator.
Given balance and resistance over imagination.
Crafted and sculptured by an Expert.
Made to stand against all the winds.
It was taken and Shaken.
But it remained original
True and devine.

Hibernating for liberation and freedom of choice.
Free from force labours.
Free from mental labour caused by the imperfect human

I have set myself free.
Free to write my rhymes in times of joy.
Free to be me and not the ANGEL in the eyes of the beholder. Not the perfect creature people want me to be but only to be me.

I tried to be perfect only to find I was the angel with broken wings
But the art of creation made me to be me.
I was made to have one life with a million pieces and I am living it to satisfy each piece and that is the art of creation in me.
I am not perfect, not a saint and more than that, I AM JUST ME