HAPPY BIRTHDAY.

It's that time of the year again.
The anniversary of the day I was born.
The day I was welcomed into this world.
I honestly did not ask for this.
I'm not questioning God, heaven forbid I do that.
I just never wanted any of this.

I lost my freedom the day i was forcefully pushed out of the warm dark place inside my host.
I remember nothing of that day, but as the tale goes it was a joyous day, people from far and near came to celebrate my birth, even I started to wonder if I was baby Jesus.

Why would I want to celebrate such a day?
Why would I want to be part of a barbaric jubilation of the day my freewill was hijacked?
The day I was imprisoned without being sentenced!
Instead of wishing me a happy birthday, wish me liberation, independence and liberty.
Wish me freedom.