My Inner-Child

photo by Rapid Media

Still my heart beats and I'm thankful

But where does this road lead I ask my inner child

Beating inside me

Desire has made us all pregnant

What cheap fabrics do the seamstress of fate design for me

I dare now to ask for I fear nothing

The past spits in my eye

Blinding me of rationality

We were never good friends

She tricked me with hope severally

Telling my inner child lies too shameful to repeat

Still my heart beats and I'm thankful

Still my heart beats and I'm thankful

Where hope failed I am wiser

Like a man traveling a dark and familiar route I try not to trip at old pit falls

So I raise my hands to the future like a crying child

I call on his benevolent sons;

Opportunity and fortune

...Silence

I call yet again

But it is his most hated kins-men that arrive to plague me once more

I call on the future yet again

Feeble hands now strong

A firm grip on my sacrifice

Mysterious lightnings echo their deceptions

A little ray touches my offering

A little ray symbolizes acceptance

My strength flows freely

I am strong in weakness

Then I say to my inner child

Beat for me

Play a thanks giving rhythm

Play it soft so my foes  hear not... yet

Play it slow so I may relish every moment of your delivery

Make it sensuous so my desire be aroused

I may not be beautiful but

My inner child will birth beauty

I may not be strong but

My inner child will birth strength

I may not be happy but

My inner child will birth joy

Though I be common

My inner child shall birth royalty

Pleasant nausea

Aahh... the birth pains

Breathe my inner child

By Kyng David, © 2013, All rights reserved.