Therefore I Am

I am the cheese that fed many
The bread that allowed others to starve
I am the warmth
That haunts the man without a home
I am the cold that comforts the ill
The sickness that drives individuals to want
I am the integrity that lays about a dawn
The wonders that plague this unforgiving world
The displeasures that inherit living
The doubt that recognizes 
Where life can not go
I am the obvious
When your instincts tell you I am not 
I am the sun set when the moon refuses to show
I am the whereabouts forgotten
When man has no place to roam 
I am the home
The sculpture of belief alone
I am the mind set 
When all further instincts are no more
I am imagination on a dreary day
I have become less fatigued 
But I grow weary in many ways
I am laughter when quietness 
Becomes too much, too harsh
I am the land, the swamp
The unappreciated marsh
I am the road, your path
The ultimate gasp
Indiscreetly I am you for a while
Smile, I am 22 
And I miss dearly being a child
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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Jordan Avatar
August 23, 2008 at 8:59 PM
Jerry - Think you miss being a child now - wait another 25 years - God Bless
White Avatar
August 23, 2008 at 3:52 PM
Hi great write, I also miss being a child so young and carefree, gone are the days of your youth, but at least we can remember them with a fondness, take care D-nyce
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