Born Defiled Poem by Jay AndersonTaylor

In filth and squalor she did lay, I

beseeched her not bring me forth into this

world of dismay... Hear me not as she did

lay and her body now racked with pain. I was not

seeded in legitimacy; I did arrive in crimson

red sheets of disgrace... Bestrewed was he

that planted his seed of lust inside her

womb to grow for nine months. Never onetime

would he ever claim me, I was the thorn in his

crown of dignity and shame was all that he

would ever have for me. It was then that I heard a voice from
Above …say to me, “Come to me my child that was born

into sin... Hear me now as I do speak. Born

defiled into this world you may have come to me... But

I have died for all your inadequacies and I have

risen you’re soul free of all your impurities and

have set you upon gossamer wings, no longer

born defiled... for now you are a King! ”

Jay Andrew Anderson-Taylor

Copyright ©2008 Jay Andrew Anderson-Taylor