Rebirth

Scorned and ridiculed, She carried her affliction for years. There came a time when she bled. Until one day her body buckled And there laid she in her scarlet pool. That filthy maiden was as good as dead But Jesus reshaped her from earth’s dust And delivered her from the hands of the cruel. There came a time when the unborn in her womb laid still; showed no sign of life Curled in its fetal tomb, And concerned expressions On the faces of doctors Alas, were ready when they considered the deciding factors. But she in all the noise, Lie unperturbed. No doubt, it was God who administered that herb. And in an instant rebirth The babe leapt, bounded and gallivanted. There came a time When all around her beloved child A fiery furnace closed in, But the loving arms of Jesus Enfolded the child with oxygen. Methinks that maiden would not have made it to the other side After the many years of Stained tears she cried. But she is Mother-Earth And God has granted her rebirth.