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Dec 2016
I was hewn from you
The maker,
He carefully crafted every curve and intricate detail
With the very fragments that form you, He moulded me.
But I was dead and cold
Motionless

Then I felt a life force move slowly
It was outside at first.
I wasn't supposed to feel anything
But I felt it.
I don't know how but I did
It was warm and peaceful    
Yet overwhelming

Then that warmth got inside
It got into my chest, then it was everywhere.  
I mean everywhere
The hair on my skin was up
I could feel the wind
My eyes opened
And all this light was rushing in
White, that's all I could see
Then my cornea started to adjust
As it did, I could see what grew out of you
The same you I was made out off.
You have a life force of your own
So I wasn't soo dead after all.
                        
Then what was the warm flowy thing that invaded my space and opened my eyes.
That thing that made me alive
Spirit;                                  
the Creator said, My Spirit.
I have two life forms merged to form me        

But they had minds of their own
They wanted different things
What the Spirit wanted killed the flesh
And what the flesh wanted killed the Spirit
Whatever they wanted killed me
Because I was both the Spirit and Flesh
I am bad for me
I was toxic
I was my own Kryptonite
Samuel Adafia
Written by
Samuel Adafia  Accra, Ghana
(Accra, Ghana)   
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