Mutant

I wake up each day without knowing.
 In the bitter winter cold morning.
 A pale thin sunlight greets me through my
 window blinds across my face.

 Eyes still adjusting colors of blue and
 gray flood my mind. Walking out through
 these familiar streets like some kind of
 Night Crawler. Who has been dormant.

 I find myself remenscing about all the days
 of future and past, still waiting to unveil.
 Building brick by brick inside of me.
 A new person to with-stand all that comes
 my way.

 Each scar, each bruise, each battered
 bone making me stronger, better.
 A modern day Wolverine, regenerated
 keen and observant of each step I take.

 Breaking sweats and always standing
 tall. I walk among giants battling for my
 purpose my reason for being here.
 Among this concrete city. No Sentinel is
 going to stand in my way.

 Sometimes cold, sometimes unfair of
 the outcomes. Other times like a big
 Heat Wave. Trying to withstand this
 Cold Front. Enemies that test what kind
 of skin I am made of.

 Telling myself Do I keep fighting? Or do
 I let the roof fall on top of me. I take a
 deep breath. Finding my inner strength
 picking myself out of the rubble like a big Colossus.

 Once the dust and debri settles I remain
 focused standing like a rising Storm controlling the elements. A Phoenix from
 the ashes burning fire through my core. I shed
 my skin of my formal self. Into a new me a Mystique a Chamelon to blend to my
enemies.

 A new mind a Professor X of new times.
 Controlling my outcomes in these tough
 times. Although the air keeps on blowing
 and the tides keep on rising. I will keep
 pace.

 Nothing will stop me I will absorb, adapt
 become a rebel Rogué. Become a villain to
 out weight these times. A Beast constructed
 of intelligence and endurance.

 Remove away all the stands my way a
 Magneto of some sort. Never forgetting
 who I am inside. Terrorizing fear like some
 Sabertooth animal.

 Present times call for drastic measures.
 Have to became ali and foe. Knowing
 every trick I know. A Gambit of trade.
 A Juggarnut of strength. All this as I go
 about my day.  With an arsenal of abilities
 and assortment of personalities.

 Always alert, Always prepared to what
 crosses my path and what ever threat or
 danger comes knocking at my door.
 A brand new mutant. A gen-X in these
 modern times.


                               -X.barajas