The Rebirth


Rose from the debris

like a phoenix

With light that blinds the critics

And left wagging tongs in silence of witness

Like lava i morph from my weakness

And transcend to greatness

To heights only measurable by loftiness

Gather around young converts

And believe for faith remains the catalyst

Dream the vessel

And patience the strong wind

I know it

For i live it.

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