Who am I? Who am I?
I don’t know anymore.
Not so long ago I had friends by the score
who were knocking on my door,
but not anymore.
Just the nagging question.
Who am I?
Who am I? Who am I?
I don’t know anymore.
My parents are gone
and my sister does not want to know.
I am left in a limbo
and not sure which way to go
with only a nagging question.
Who am I?
Who am I? Who am I?
My identity is fraught with indecision.
My life is in a whirlpool of dissention.
I am lost in a wilderness
of which there is no escape.
I cannot tell who I am anymore.
All I have is a nagging question in my mind.
Who am I?
18 May 2009
A profound, philosophical, ontological question where many poems emerge from.10.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I don't know what it is, David, but I'm right on your page! Thanks for the poetry and the spiritual insights. Tom Courtney