Poem by Ibiere Addey
Let’s think about that for a moment?
Am I the definition of where I was born or the definition of where I come from?
Who am I, I wonder?
Am I a person drowning in an ocean of unproven definitions?
Because I live in a society where I seem to have forgotten that I’m an individual with roots;
Roots defined by a culture and belief;
Roots defined by togetherness and growth.
Hold that thought for a moment please!
What knowledge do I have about myself?
What have I been reading about myself?
What have I allowed myself to accept as gospel?
And what do I belief myself to be?
How do I find me?
Do I have the power to make a difference in me and others?
Yes and perhaps No!
But I guess I can start from somewhere in defining me.
I can educate myself from a collection of literature,
Culture, exposures, listening and selecting what positively impacts.
I can choose to glean from great people who have discovered what it means ‘To Be’.
And improve my possibilities.
Or I can choose to blame society for me not achieving my dreams;
Or for me being a nuisance to society;
Or me being a timid mouse in a colony of great opportunity.
But in the end:
The summary of me will be: What I believe or allow to be me;
Either by people or by what I educate myself to be,
I am the definition of what I have accepted as me.
Be it good or bad.
I’m what I invest or allow in myself to govern who I am.