I’m me!

I was –

In past hollow, void of self – of poise trailing the grubby path of others; strived –

Fiercely striving to dance the chant of opaque tune

Discordant Harmony not for me but them

Whose chant it was; and always be – still I bent

Inclined to cacophonic melody of them; not mine

In days of yore – a ghost, many not see yet know exist

Not seen – not known by many; but in tales of woes and

Those of whimsical laurels – delusive success doable but

In fairyland – I was; aye I was!

In belated days – was amidst the herd in adulation of

Shepherds; shadowing paths they strolled

Gone soon! Days I wore pretence in charade of them – those

Ostensive patrician seeming to be

Once clad myriad characters like a thespian

Without an act, acting the lines of them – others!

Was that carnivorous lamb dwelling the abode of lions

Grappling with self, with nature – grappling to be

To sprout hefty size, abyssal voice, to be – come

But nay never could be

Afore gods – our gods; did made gravely orisons

Cravings untold that in cave beneath

Sink my craven, the same that precluded from

Befitting natural self: I was – sought to be – them

Was once a simile; in fierce battle to be

Be – come metaphor, to correct nature

The gaffe it did made – but nay nature made no error

‘Twas I the error that failed to realize whom I’m

Was once a masquerade, existing the existence of others

But now I am –  I’m me!

Poem by: OLA OGUN