Who Am I? Poem by nisha dyrene

who am i?
am i a small insignificant little particle of dust
existing on this gigantous ball of sand
that god looks upon when god only knows
through his all powerful omega microscope
with his all seeing eye?

or should I say

Who am I?
isn't that better suited then?
Am I a powerful thinking being
the pinnacle of evolution standing proudly
just above ape
psychologically superior because of linguistics?

can i be classified and categorised
like some darwinian finch?
shall i be poet, girl or student?
am i a nationality, vocation, gender, species, or soul?
or am i all of that and more?
who am i really?

am i the intellectual
that beautiful word?
mentally superior to the ignorant masses?

I think therefore i am...
said someone great and dead.
does Existence equal thinking only?
the more you think the more you are?
what then if i choose to feel more and think less?
why then of course.. i am ape

no.. no..no
i am human, not animal nor vegetable nor mineral

i shall spend my life in ponderings
cultivating wit and breeding knowledge
until i am so aware of myself
that i am unaware of others
i shall pursue my mind and capture it
and then set it free and give chase
then rinse and repeat for better results

i shall spend all my days finding the meaning of life
and then spend the remaining days finding out what to do with it
and graduate Bedlam University summa cum laude.