Friday, October 8, 2010

{Group poem 13 part 6} "Identity"

My true I

I never understood

Until a turning point Seemed

I long searched with eyes closed

An error I

I stand in front

A reflection occurs

Weak Trying in desperation create something

Whitout results I crush

Thousand me

One way I choose

When I raise my eyes

Slowly I go

The real me I finally see Inside myself

protected from the unknown

So rare In my heart,

One's true identity

Zana Haji Hashi aka Xalimo Gaab

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