I HAD A DREAM!
My first poem has been about a dream
A great picture of the future that i have seen
I try to create the stories through poetries
I found myself writing prophecies
I was lost and I've found myself
Now, who i am?, is complicated
I am becoming more complicated
Like a tower of flowers
Consisting of petals, sepals
Stigma, stamen and filament
I am an element of duty
Dressed with ornaments of beauty
Beauty in the words wisdom wheels through my pen
To wed and mend broken and bent hearts
I am a wordsmith who paints graffiti in the minds of people
It's ambiguous, Christ is my identity!
We may scratch ourselves raw to find our identity
Write, speak, rap, paint and even sing
But what we are? are a lot bigger than what we think
And it is inescapable and complicated
We are a microreplication of heaven
A God living in his handcrafted vessel
We are the parable
Heavenly treasures in earthen vessels
A story God himself have written
It is written!
"I'm a medical student in love with the art, I am the art!
My act is universal, cause I'm one with the universe
The spirit of excellence living in me to express
He has called and filled me with wisdom in all workmanship
I'm a wordsmith who understand His handwriting
Like the prophet of the old
I hoped my poems present my identity
"Christ beaten and bruised hanging on the tree of life,
Bleeding and dripping blood and water
Wetting it to the roots for all men to tap life"
Hope my poems would heal broken hearts
I have a dream
And I'm still dreaming
It shall come to pass!
EJiga Michael Jigs
