I AM

Is it not because of what i see
that's why i feel?
i mean, this is me, this' 
who I AM;
human! is to error
Yet i give myself up, the sacrifice.
will he accept it? see past the blemish?

My grandma tell me i cannot accept
who I AM;
living in the present, while i pain from the past.
Dark days.. tense experiences.
Horrid images i see each time i shut my eyes,
each time i looked in the mirror
questions lingered;
Isn't this who I AM?
No! No! 
More fresh wounds and cuts
blessing and a curse, less blessed than am cursed,
that's what i feel
I AM;
a gift from the gods!
cast on this earth, these wretched grounds
always towing chains, enslaved by the angels
no man deserves me!

               
               All writes reserved to the poet  J.Kinoti.M
                                    Copyright. 7th March 2011



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