Am I

July 8, 2018

 

 

Am I an empty vessel,
To be filled by whatever I face, in this society;
Or, Am I another independent element,
Out to carve a path of my own propriety.

 

These questions are too profound,
And their answers, even more so.
I know though that I am a man,
And that life delights me, Just so.

 

I own no baggage, I have no aims,
I shirk off expectations and
Responsibilities all the same.
I don’t look back, though I do not wait for tomorrow.

 

I don’t seek austerity,
But neither do I desire prosperity
Society calls life a sandbox,
But they fail to see the beach I stand on.

 

 

 

I look around and I wonder,
What does the World want of me?
What do they think of me?
What do they expect from me?

 

Am I a tangle of electromagnetic currents,
Carried around in a suit of bone and sinew;
Or, Am I what my parents made me,
Filled with their hopes and dreaming their dreams.

 

 

 

 

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