Who Am I? - Poem by Vallon Daniels
Who am I to judge others?
To be judged?
To be judged is the decision to precious for those of our kind to even be considered of having,
Who am I to have a family,
While others so much like me, have no one
No one to care for,
Who Am I to have friends?
Those who listen when the world is turning for the worst
and the sunshine is turning to rain
Who am I to love someone
When that someone doesn't love me
praying everyday that I just burn away and off to a place of unhappiness and hatred?
Who am I to wish for children
when the world is full of infants left on doorsteps, trashcans and orphanages?
Who am I to grow old and happy
when so many others die so many years before their time
to the cruel hands of others?
Who am I to die nice and warm
when others lose their lives on the cold hard streets of life and poverty?
Who am I if I went through it all
just to show the world how sick and twisted we really are...?
A Hero I become
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