I NEVER FORGET THAT I AM BUT HUMAN

my way of explaining the 'great encounter' in Oedipus

 i never forget that I am but human

 

 

A victim

Killed

Destroyed

Injured

Or otherwise harmed by

some act

condition

or circumstance

 

 

circumstances

and acts called

feelings

and emotions

 

 

victim of

my own limitations

of my own phobias

of my own wants and needs

 

 

every tear shed

every drop of blood spilled

every sweat drop

 

 

brings a realization

a fact that is so clear to me

yet scares me,

 

 

that i am but  human

the clothes that shields my body are nothing

the colored dust about my eyes and on my lips are not what makes me

 

 

what speaks about me, what part is human

is the love, the sex, the compassion, the hate, the lust, the anger, the sadness,

the feelings and waves of human emotions that swim through every organ and vein inside of me

 

 

ruled and moved by fate

me, a leaf born from a tree and pulled from it by fate,

the wind that carries me in all directions,

drops me and leaves me at my lowest

and pulls me back up and takes me higher than I’ve ever been

 

 

and this is fate,

what makes me human

because it is a force that strips me of power

a force that is invisible

and that I can not fight

for if I could then I would be a god

which I am not

 

 

for the body that houses me is human and

it decays and rots

 

 

the legs and arms that touches and hurts

may become leap and lifeless,

but not before it’s held out a helping hand,

manufactured a cure to save life

 

 

though my time may be short.

Though I maybe human

Just a fleshy vessel to house feelings to strong for me,

I still can be and try to achieve things greater than human conception