The Egg Becomes Me

In the Womb, they're Human, Maturing at Rapid Pace,
Soon, to take position, as 'Part of the Human Race.'

The Egg Becomes Me
By Arley Steinhour 031418

In God’s ‘Cote of Souls,’
I await my Urbanity,
To ‘Play my Roles,’
For, Eternal-Humanity.

When Sperm finds Egg,
The ‘Two, become One,’
My Residence, does Beg,
My ‘Presence of Being,’ Life-Won.

From DNA, of Both, I Win,
To Become ‘Transformed,’
Solo, or, perhaps, as Twin,
Identically, Human Formed.

From the meeting of the Two,
I take on my Shape, and Grow,
Two Hundred Sixty-Six, days through,
To be Ejected from Mother’s ‘Grotto.’

Conception, locks ‘Self’ to the Body,
Where it may go, Self will follow each Turn,
To Heights of Fame, OR, as a ‘Human-Wadi,’
By Faith in God/Jesus, or Satan’s Lies, ‘Learn.’

Each body has, Individual Mortality,
No other, can be exactly like me,
Even, Identical Twin, a Certainty,
Slight Differences, Keeps Souls Free.

Two Souls are involved,
Though the Bodies Seem to be One,
‘Call it Personality,’ though problems solved,
May differ, and, One-the-other may Shun.

As, most babies Born, arrive being ‘One,’
Body, and Soul (self), pass through Mortality,
However long, the time, Drudgery, or Fun,
We Grow, and Learn, to ‘Choose our Eternity.’

Our, ‘God of Creation,’ wants a ‘Family,’
But, only by Souls that ‘Willingly Accepts;’
The Souls that ‘Reject’ cause ‘Joy, or Agony,’
Through ‘God/Jesus’, or ‘Satan’s Precepts.’

Space is too short for the ‘Whole Picture,’
The ‘me,’ is the body, with ‘God Given Soul,’
Choice, is the Gift of, ‘Freedom, or Stricture,’
One, or the Other, ‘Repentance the Loophole.’

AMEN