Poem: I Am Me

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by Daniel Nkado


I am strange
I don’t do like you do
Eat, drink, sing or sleep
like you
I am different
I am me



I am poor
I don’t have the things you
have
Not been to places you’ve
been to
Or sat and dined with people
of your class
Yet, I live
I am weak
I don’t feel the power you
command
I don’t have the servants you
have
Or tame maids at my beck and
call
Yet, like the painted lady, I
soar
I am a mess
I don’t dress the way you do
Or have my hair as tidy as
yours
Or my shoes or socks as
high-grade
Still, I feel glorious
I am dull
I don’t know the things you
know
Many times I feel lost and
cry
I wander and search
But I am hopeful
I am me
Pure and untainted I come
Prime and novel I remain
I am me
And I hope you are you.
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