From God's breath of life in mum's womb,
An embryo was formed, a peculiar;
Head up, feet down, why didn't I turn?
I was conceived, received in wonder.
Did the thunder beings favor me?
Did lightning strikes when I was born?
I didn't choose nor did I plan this;
Did God thinks it's best for me?
Breech birth it was but not Caesarean
For I did come out of mum's birth canal;
Was I forced to do it or did I finally decide
To face the world with strange eyes?
Childhood years were not so pleasant
With all its drama, pain, and lessons;
An outcast in this exile, I bore
The weight of my life's purpose.
Darkness was fond of me, I adopted
The void, the depths, the fire, the storms;
My soul was battered, mind injured
From fighting foes and my violent demons.
Innocence torn like broken angel wings,
My wounds they turned into wisdom;
Obstacles bumped along the way, I fell;
Thank God, my Messiah caught me.
I came out fine, resilient, and able
With carefree, happy-go-lucky nature;
I withstood the serious blows and thrived;
God upheld me in the power of His might.
With all sobriety I focused on the race
By the grace of my Lord and Savior;
He shall finish in me until my last journey
And I shall dwell in His Presence forever.