Genre: Society, Life
WHO AM I by Aneesh Kotru
I think to myself, who am I,
So many possibilities, but to know I must try,
To descend from this throne of pride, I see myself sitting on so high,
And explore the very fabric of the words ‘who’, ‘what’ and ‘why’.
Am I a problem or the solution,
Bound by certainty or just a fleeting intuition,
Am I a product on the path of absolution,
In times of reality, living as an illusion.
Could I be a time gone by, a silhouette of the past,
Within the pages of history, I am forever bound to last,
Or am I the distant future, approaching ever so fast,
Running from my earlier self into an unknown so vast.
Present is what I appear to some,
With a soul of the past but thoughts on what’s to come,
I sing for the future, for the…
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