Identity Poem by Star Crossed Lady
Identity
Names,
Titles,
Things to call things by,
And things to be called.
Eyes,
Lips,
Faces used to recognize,
And to be recognized.
Words,
Voices,
Tool to speak with,
And to be spoken at.
Is this who we are?
Is this all we are?
NO.
We are so much more than a name,
A face,
And a voice.
Many thing make us who we are,
So go find your Identity
Tuesday, January 13, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: identity
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