Identification
In relation to who we are,
Defined by how we have been seen,
Each time we decide what we mean,
Noting life from behind a jar.
The state of being near or far,
Identified senses so keen,
Fixated on life, as you ween,
In hopes of creating your star.
Created values are held dear,
Accepted as your very own.
These values often leave your peer
Interested in what was shown.
Own your values, and keep them near,
Never giving them out on loan.
Copyright © Dakarai Cobb | Year Posted 2011
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