I Am No One

I am no one
To over six billion
of my own kind
I'm a speck of pollon in the wind
A grain of sand on the beach
A drop of rain in a hurricane
A hair on a head
A blade of grass in a prairie
No one really cares
Few even learn
To acknowledge their peers
Nothing actually matters
To everyone else
Everyone but the ones
Who possess one thing
One thing society is all about
But knows nothing of
One thing that every human
In the depths if their
Chemistry, architecture,
Mind and soul
Survive upon.
Those few have taken grasp
A grasp weak compared to one
But lethally strong compared
To millions
On one existence, immortal
And older than age itself
That goes by the name of love.
A four letter word that
No combination of the 26 letters
Can ever describe or explain
Love they say
Is feeling
An emotion
A good to be owned
Bought, smuggled
Dealt to any.

I may be no one.

But I have something.

I am loved.