The RebirthA Poem by B-poetIt was the breaking of a generational curse We often chose to rehearse Since what we’ve inherited As ourselves Was not by choice Or voiced by discretion Since these given graces can be questioned In a sense of which direction Will the wind of fate blow On the epitaphs lying From within the depths of our souls As time runs out on who we once were The stages of life commence With warnings Inception Brought forth A rare ink cast this branded headline In our minds “Who were yesterday Is not the person we are today” Sets up acts for this soulful journey On the potential grand stage Of our lives lies a play showcasing The Rebirth of who we chose to become Destines our final act’s standing ovation © 2020 B-poetAuthor's Note
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Added on January 23, 2020 Last Updated on January 23, 2020 AuthorB-poetIndianapolis, INAboutFreelance Writer/Poet (For those who truly love and treasure my art Check out my latest publication on the link under my profile name**) Thanks for stopping by and pen on. :) more..Writing
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