A Rebirth
A rise from the ashes
The same ashes I swept under my bed
Tossed out with the trash
I swear I wasn’t good enough
I spent years trying to be good enough
If I gave life anymore of me
I’m sure I’ll be
The next statistic
The next prayer
The next eulogy
For those who swore they were listening
Can you hear me now
Can you see me now
The body
Who tried to tell everybody
How life was beating me down
Save your prayers
If I wasn’t good enough to receive them then
It is too late to receive them now
A rebirth
A rise from the ashes
The same ashes I planted in the garden
If the sun can sprout flowers out of seeds
Then maybe God can sprout a man out of me
The one he believed I could be
Because the boy I was
Was far from being All that I can
But if water can bloom roses
I pray his Holy Spirit can nurture the concrete
I came from
Providing me with a yellow brick road
I can build a name from
A rebirth
From suicidal thoughts to Positive living
A new me
A new King
A rebirth
I was given