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ANOTHER CHILD WAS BORN

1.

During Earth’s mad destruction,

as multitudes slaughtered each

other in their own god's name,

yet another child was born.

Metaphorically conceived in an infant state,

wrapped in a warm blanket, left in a basket near

the disputed intersection of Lost and Found

where hypocrites passed judgement on all but themselves.

Chastised by the pious as deserving it’s fate,

an assumed byproduct of original sins,

now condemned by dogma’s wrath, this flawed, fragile waif

cried out only to be cuddled, nourished and loved.

While the righteous turned away

a young woman, disdaining

denominational ire,

embraced the child as her own.

2.

Given the name of Janna,

the girl was raised in a home

that revered natural life as

the Creator’s precious gift:

a place where women were perceived as equals and

could be wives by choice, mothers by desire, scholars

by inclination or leaders through circumstance,

a haven holding destiny’s child in fate’s hands.

And although handicapped from birth, Janna quickly

learned to unleash her mind from the physique’s facade,

lifting her soul through the freedom that knowledge brings:

an effort that brought true wisdom beyond her years.

When answers generated

further questions the asking

soon became paramount to

deciphering life’s quagmires.

 

3.

 

As her insights became known

she was deemed a prodigy,

perhaps divinely inspired,

possibly demon possessed.

(In a few days much more of this verse will be added. If you are a serious poet you'll understand how difficult it can be to arrive at the best possible phasing and imaginary.)