Destiny

I lie on my hard, narrow bed
Staring up at the blank ceiling
With eyes I can barely keep open
Swollen as they are
Like the rest of my being.
New blisters surface each day
Signalling the end is near
Time has come to cross over
To the realm between two lives.
I reminisce the old days
And my pain increases a thousand folds
Wincing as my unhealed wounds
Freshly burst open with memories…
I was once young and handsome
Every girl’s fantasy, every man’s dream
Enjoying their undivided attention
Wrongly taking advantage of it.
I realized I shouldn’t have; only too late
God paid me back in his own special way.
Once they knew, tongues lashed out
Rough, unkind hands once kind and smooth
Pushed me away into the living dead
To rot till I died a painful death.
I pleaded and cried and screamed and begged
Nobody heard me but the silver moon.
Somebody still kind enough put me here
To repent for my debauched deeds.
Now as I lie on my hard, narrow bed
I promise to myself and to God,
The next time I emerge from the womb
I shall be a humble soul.
I shall change my own destiny.