My Birthday Song Poem by Tinashe Mupedzapasi

The waters broke forth
Blood followed after
A head sooner appeared
A push truly was needed
A nurse does a little pulling
Legs now were out
The chord had to be cut
A slap on the back was good

A cry sweet to hear
A new soul was born
Healthy, alive, breathing
Held dearly in the bossom
Songs were sung, praising
God's works, amazing

The child is still surviving
Mom did works so great
Now she is long gone
Good had she taught him
His soul now in God anchored
One score and a year since birth

Prayers and praises everyday
He prays for mercy
Forgiveness of sins
To have a soul so clean
Escape from spiritual bondage
To be free from filthy and sin
He prays for love and freedom
He hates a life so sinful

Pain and sorrow he knows all
In life he is ready to see more
Grow old, gray haired and wax wise
Give love, help lives and live a legacy
Live long, live good and be raptured

Glory to God im 21