I Am Of No Man's Creation Poem by Ntando.B Da poet

I made it first inner the oval.
Went out through the birth canal-
With loose 'n weak bones,
And unfolded hands to a world of my own.

I crawled, stood and walked and fell,
Over and over again, giving in my all.
Yes it's true, I broke words-
Until I could communicate with the world.

Crayons 'n pens could go astray.
In between the lines my writings couldn't stay.
One of the reasons I hated school.
Got bullied 'n never quit school

Hush and disturbing words were said,
The direction of my precious life was swayed.
Heavy winds blew 'n precipitation fell,
Yes I shook but did not dissolve or fall

Now my bones 'n balls are stronger,
My tackling is more advanced 'n harder
I'll not give up now, never!
Firm of the african pyramids I will stand, forever!