WHO AM I?

Who am I?

Who am I to judge you

For your past,

And the life 

Bestowed upon you.

Who am I to decide

The constructs of right and wrong,

The norms

By which we live by.

Who am I to bear you Ill intent

In your safe place

Your own home

Your mind.

I fall, stand, fight, win.

Who am I to hate you

For the things you cannot control.

The dim-glowing ember

Being shadowed by fear.

Who am I 

To watch you drown in despair,

And cower in silence

While you sink into the unknown?

I will reach my hands into the fiery glaze of hell

And will pull you out

My scars will tell my story

Not of belonging, but resolve. 

I decide my worth,

I control my perception.

In reverence of being blessed 

With this sacred treasure, 

I will honour them 

By staying true.

I do not confirm to the ideals of the past.

I need to embrace the ideals of the future.

In time you too will understand 

Who you are. 

You define your purpose, and

Only you can control your narrative;

But before you do

You must own it,

And before we own it,

We must understand

What was, what is,

And what will be.