One of the usual mornings it was,
I woke up and headed for the mirror,
Golden words flashed on it,
And I gaped at them in horror.
Slowly they became clear,
Bleary-eyed, I tried to decipher them.
‘Today is your day my child,
Be yourself and rise above all men’.
I realized it was a message,
From God Almighty,
I knew I was the chosen one,
And I thanked him silently.
So I set out that day,
With a goal in my mind,
To change the world and,
Turn everything I could find.
I thought I owned the power,
It would allow me to change systems,
I made a long list of alterations,
I was now questioning everyone’s wisdom.
I felt that this power would,
Help me command the gales,
But alas! I was wrong,
I couldn’t control the sails.
All I was is a putty in God’s hands,
Banning the customs I couldn’t do,
I could use the power only through him,
The power was fictional and not true.
It wasn’t a privilege that,
Could be used when I wanted,
Realizing I had sinned gravely,
I truly repented.
Realization dawned on me,
I understood what he meant,
I now knew what God wanted,
By gifting me the power he had sent.
I was to be a messenger of peace,
A healer he has not made me,
Spreading love and joy was my destiny,
A meddler I wasn’t to be.
The Lord had given me a power,
To listen and understand,
To help people solve problems,
To be a friend and helping hand.
So, I set out in the imperfect world,
With a new goal in my mind,
To fill someone’s life with happiness,
To be a friend… one of the best kind!
This poem won the Spoken Word Contest by BlogChatter in July 2021.
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