Identity Poem: Anonymous
Identity is a blend,
a mix,
a pot,
a bowl
and homogenous mixture of the traits that make us us and no one else
We can share characteristics, traits, passions, but we are unique
Or are we?
The probability low, but chances high of another, one other with the same
Same smile,
same cause for smiling,
same nurture and same nature,
another one of me
Then who am I? Can I ask who are they?
Would a model rather than a mirror reveal something more,
Since as I sit, I think, I think with how many share sections of my life,
the family,
the school,
the sport,
the friends,
I see what is unique, but also what is so similar that from the star’s view they are the same
We are unique, but we are also the same
And that is beautiful.
Mixed Berry: Sierra Williams