You Said...Am I? Poem by Bongiwe Ndlovu

You Said...Am I?



You said you hold my world in your hands. You said I am made in your image. You said you knew me before you laid the foundation of planet earth, before I was even conceived. You said you wrote my present, my past and my future in the book of history of those whom you love. You said I am a masterpiece formed and knitted together with loving hands. You said you are my all in all, I am the bride and you are a groom. You said I am the one you have chosen. You said in you there is peace, everlasting joy and eternal liberation.

Look at me! ! ! ! ! I am tarnished, wrecked, stained and torn. Look at me I am a rebellion, a sinner, an embarrassment. I am the one who ran away from your kingdom, your love, your throne, your mercy your grace. I am the one who denied your existence. I brought the shame and... turmoil to your throne. Look at me, I am scarred, dirty and bruised. I have lost all that you put in me; the beauty, the talent and worth. The world has taken me and gobbled me down, broke my bones tore my heart and pierced my soul.

The beauty you once saw, made, sculptured, loved, instilled, felt...is now gone. The innocence, the soul, serenity, the tenderness, sparkle, sanity, peace, love and joy you once gave me has been gobbled by my indecency and rebellion....Do you still love me, am I still your masterpiece, your princess, your bride, your creation, the love of your life. Am I still the book you wrote? Am I....

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