Deplore at Birth( from the book of Job)
During a time of loss
one questions their legacy as to the purpose of God's plan
in one's life
With disgust, one curses the day of birth
I can hear a person say
may the day perish in which he is born
at night where he is conceived
may this day be full of darkness
that God won't seek him
nor the light ever shed during the darkness
that the valleys of shadow of death strike fear
to one's heart
a dark cloud comes and hovers him with terror
in this night, May the darkness seize the monent
and conquer the light with no rejoice
among the days
Among the months
Even among the years
May shouts of anger arise
that one's voice is not being heard
may that voice be curse with rage
that same voice entice Leviathan
May the stars disappear and the skies be pitch black
May the skies look for light, but there is none
not see the dawning of a new day
his mom's womb should've been close
he didn't want to come out
for his eyes were close shut
why he should've die at birth
there was no purpose
but who is he to question God
why not perish even after he came out of his mom's wombs
he want no part of the loss
because it was too traumatic
he would've felt more content
to be laid to rest and unnoticed
but God said no
with kings and queens being crooked like politicians in the community
who ruin God's plan for their own greed
or princes who are trust fund babies , yet act ungrateful
yet he questions about being a stillborn child
because being a newborn child wasn't a choice
The wicked cease from troubling
the weary was at rest
the prisoners rest together
they don't hear the sound of the creator
but the voice of the oppressor
why is light given to one whose reality is full of misery
life brings bitterness to the soul
Longs for death, but does not come
because It wasn't time to go yet
Is there any rejoice ?
in the graves where they're being left alone
why would light be given to someone that's suffering
because Jesus loves him
the groanings flows like rap verses
the resenting comes out like waters flowing in the rivers
for what fears has come upon him
the turmoil one dreads is happening
there's no at ease nor peace
there is no rest because trouble follows him
in spite of all loss, God makes a way
Because He is the way, truth and life