In the beginning the object was me
Happily I knew that I could be,
Joy and happiness I did constantly did see
When the object was just me.
Then one day the reflective part of me was myself
I was so happy with someone else,
Our picture was place on my shelf
When the reflective part of me was myself.
Then I became part of the subject
Happily with me and myself I did connect,
Then I felt perfect
When I became part of the subject.
Me is always faithful and there
Whether it be in a fight or saying a prayer,
Me is always the first to give care
Because, me is always there.
Myself is always looking for a solution
Always searching for the conclusion,
Sometimes included with some Confucian
As myself always seeks the correct solution.
I always has my back
From any verbal assault or attack,
I is always on track
Because, I always has my back.
Finally there was just me myself and I
To which I will never use or cheat or lie,
And never need I question myself with why
Because, I trust in me, myself and I.
Randy L. McClave
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem