I Am Poem by Atsu Adaletey

I Am



I am
I am the eagle that nests its thoughts in the wild


Crawling



Creeping




And craving for purpose




I am
The star that contends with the storms
Maneuvering its way
Through the jungle of weights
Embittered by the tongues of mortals
Souls who could not comprehend my composition and position

I am
A reflection of many shapes
Casting my imaginations on sheets
Heads
To think
And drink
My ink
Of creativity

The lessons buried in the mud of art

I am
Me
He
The tea
Traveling through your intestines
And veins
Awakening your senses
To think through your actions

I am
That naughty pencil that mirrors
Lives
Of mortals
Reminding them of their arrival before the KING of lives
The I am
That I am

Friday, July 14, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: identity
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