One day, one day I'll tell a story
My Story.
I'll tell a story of how I grew up alone
A story of growing up without a home
Without a place to lay my head
Or, somewhere to make a bed.
You see, I didn't even know a parent's love
Not until a good samaritan took me in
Made me their own kid
Taught me
Fed me
Gave me a home
Gave me other siblings
Merged me with their own kids
We were so in love you wouldn't differentiate
You wouldn't tell I was an outsider
A once homeless and hopeless orphan
Who only wished nothing on himself but death
Always questioning God why He took his parents
Why He wouldn't take me too
Instead of leaving me behind
Was I not good enough for Him?
Was I not his child too?
Was I not created in His image?
They all said it wasn't yet my time
When is it ever the right time?
I mean, hadn't I suffered enough?
I event tried taking my own life
Just incase He had forgotten about me,
Atleast He'd remember I existed when I appear on His throne
Or even on the other side of His law
But still, He didn't want me yet.
I am now grateful for His delay
Because I made some new friends
I found a new home, new parents
Should I say that was all His plan?
Or should I assume the credit part?
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