The Likes Of Me Poem by Smoky Hoss

I am a simple soul,
trying to simply be human.
-Sometimes flying,
sometimes crying;
but always trying.

Both:
right
-and wrong
weak
-and strong,
brave
-and afraid
created
-and made,
with
-and without
faith
-and doubt,
courage
-and fear
far
-and near,
love
-and hate
my own way
-and fate,
lost
-and found
up
-and down,
dark
-and light
blind
-and sight,

What I am
-is what you see
whether you like or not,
this is what is
-the likes of me.