Wrapped Like A Present

A life-changing moment

Wrapped like a present

Is cast into my laps

These words have witnessed torment

And now the die is cast

Thus by Divine consent,

These words shall not decay

Like His hands molded clay

Once in a garden faraway

I shall take each letter

And refine them in fire

Then proceed to hammer

'Em into words of silver

Arraigned in bold type-face

I'll let loose a new phase

Akpan