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Own It

June 5, 2013
By Lizardly BRONZE, West Orange, New Jersey
Lizardly BRONZE, West Orange, New Jersey
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The blood that courses through my vessels
Is mine.
The veins that artistically outline my body
Belong to me.
The frame that houses my flesh
Represents me. And I own it.

Underneath the mat of hair resides my brain,
Which for better or for worse dictates my actions.
My imperfections further goad me to be who I am.

It’s okay to be sentimental: to embrace faults.
Yet, I have heard: “never apologize because it’s a sign of weakness.”
Is there not fortitude in fallibility?
Do our limitations identify us?

In browsing the infinite realm of character traits,
Is it possible to encapsulate ourselves with just a single term?
Does a word encompass who we are? Are we defined by an expression?
Words are not the sole substance of a person;
It is the deeds one commits that impress.
Without labels, we become unique.
We are distinctive beings because of our inherent essences.


The author's comments:
"Lord,we know what we are, but know not what we may be" Shakespeare.

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