I Am Anew Poem by Darcy Charles Inwood

Broke upon thy crowd,
Dividing a break in an endless rally,
Myself I see in change,
A metamorhisis of value,
Of Image.

Draped in a different cloth,
Seeing through a virtous set of eyes,
I am born again.
For upon this world I bring change,
Of myself,
And my situation.

Previous connections unwary,
Of myself anew,
Never agast as more may be renewed;
You must open yourself,
As I,
And together we shall forge a new world.