If Not A Person, Then What Am I?
A Poem
If not a person,
Then what am I?
A mere shadow
Of who I want to be?
An infinitesimal fragment
Of an imagined self?
Or is it worse than that?
Who is this man?
This stranger reflected
In the cold, swirling fluid,
Of a freshly poured gin glass?
This wide eyed, vacant vessel,
This outlaw staring back at me.
Who is this apparition with messy hair and unkempt beard,
With his young eyes full of life and hope,
Framed in sunken, black lids,
and worry-wrinkles?
What life exists for him here?
What hope dare he have?
What light,
At the end of the tunnel?
Which line will he walk?
The white, powdered one,
With it’s whispered promises of a good time?
Or the long, hard one, which he knows leads to happiness?
I and this mirrored entity,
We are not the same,
Though his reality bends to my will.
His ‘now’ changes at my declaration.
If not a person, then who is he?
If not a person, then what am I?
Only I can decide.
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Comments (7)
Self discovery is very important, so we can be our authentic self . Great message in the poem
very good
Great job Gary.
This is fabulous, Gary. My favourite line: This stranger reflected In the cold, swirling fluid, Of a freshly poured gin glass?" Really, really well done.
I thought you did a wonderful job with this one :) Full of emotion and relatable feelings. Great work!
Definitely thought-provoking! Nice work. :)
One I'd missed but you have an extra heart and hopefully a red. Great words.