destiny (revised)

Destiny
(Revised)

A newspaper corner folded and grey
Lies in a hospital feeding tray
A little baby cries
Screeching with whines
The old’ momma coos
With oh such a smile
At her lil’ baby girl
Powdery and fresh
As sweet and sour flavors
Whirl through her mouth
She thinks upon her child’s destiny
Destiny
Destiny

A teenaged girl reads a newspaper corner
Folded and grey she’s had all her life
She clutches the picture wishes to be back
“Why me?” She cries like an eagle soaring
“Why do I have oh such a destiny?” She screams
Like a scream of the newly freed
As she wipes her tears
She finds her fears and rips them all apart
She’s sweet yet sour,
Powdery and fresh like a newborn baby
But also old n’ musty, like the old and wise
You see in her eyes
That she has oh such a destiny
Such a destiny
That she has oh such a destiny
Such a destiny
She’s delicate like a thread
She’s sad.
She’s strong.
“All my life I never realised that I was given,
a destiny.
My destiny
All my life I never realised that which was given to me
My destiny.