The Day I Was Born Poem by onward mutapurwa

Instead of smiling,

She was crying

A moment of silence replace tumults of joy;

Thus the day i was born,

A day when the sun sat on the nook of horizon east,

Thus when the angels,

The lords sung benediction along with a dirge,

But on a hallowed neon day with my sister's breath i was born

In her calls,
I hear my calls to

In her cries,
I cried out to meet the world and when she opened her eyelets,
I recieve my sight

Thus she call me "Thomas"

She say there was no even a chance i could be alive

She say, she doubt i could live long and still today the star is shining in darkness

Thus the truth lying in her soul resting in peace

"Based on a true story...., Sometimes we are born but not just the same some cry to meet the world and some cldnt get the chance....and so as i"

@onnie