Who Am I
A reflection that lies
in a mirror only for my eyes,
who would know what lies inside
who am I?
A crowd has spread so far and wide
within a haze that crowd resides
and from that crowd I'm pushed outside
who am I?
In cogs and gears the world I see
every one fits so perfectly
but where am I in this design?
Who am I?
But the machine is bound to break
and shepherd less sheep shall come my way
will they be refugees or will they be pray?
I hope I know for their sake
who am I?
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