I Am...

When a person looks at themself,

all they see is the skin and all the basic features-

eyes, ears, mouth, hair (or lack thereof).

That's it.

That's all. 

 

And, that mentality in itself is a shame.

So many people feel lowly of themselves

because they feel they are only human.

Imperfect, insignificant, uninfluential.

 

But, that could not be further from the truth.

Because, even though we are only human,

and we can't see further than the features on our face,

we are much more than that deep down.

We are only human, but we are powerful.

 

After all, people that were "only human" 

built everything around us.  

"Only humans" built the Wonders of the world.

"Only humans" built airplanes and trains and cars.

"Only humans" built beautifully constructed tales of heroes and heroines.

"Only humans" built facilities for taking care of other humans

who are, mind you, "only human", too.

 

"Only humans" aren't just human.

They can see themselves gods and goddesses who can make a difference

and, to me, we should all consider ourselves as such.

 

I am only human.

You are only human.

But I am, 

you are,

we all are more than that.

 

I am only human,

but I am a goddess.

 

I am a teacher, a student,

a poet, a writer, an artist, a child, an architect.

But most importantly,

I am a human.

 

And, though I awake every morning to those features,

those human features upon my face,

I know what is deeper down.

I know that inside this "only human" body,

inside my "only human" heart,

my blood beats with purpose.

 

I want to do as those who were also "only human" did before me-

build bridges,

build friendships, 

reach out to others,

and become a better person than I was yesterday

Why?

Because I am human.

And, I am proud.

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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