from “i” to “we”

from “i” to “we”

A Poem by delapruch
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the independent, unique, ambitious

individual

who lives for the day &

spends their time squeezing the nectar

from life

defines themselves on their own &

is known to their friends, their workplace &

their family as

a person on the verge of anything

where the possibilities are endless for

growth &

no one can stand in the way of

their dreams.

 

now somewhere along the way they meet

another & are completely taken aback by them---

thrown for a loop by this other unique individual,

whose mere existence seems to be a one in a million

& they too are

ready for anything

with the ability to forge new ground

without looking back

without taking no for an answer &

suddenly one is entranced by the other.

 

and for a brief moment,

the two are still themselves, each unique,

but now spending time experiencing the other---

they cater to their specialties, but the create a new space,

one where they both reside &

sooner than later,

it is that space which sucks in the energy from the other

once unique spaces,

draining them dry &

the “i” begins to disappear,

along with the strength of the individual

along with the ambition to be more

along with the destiny of one,

for now there are no longer two distinct people anymore.

 

“we” becomes used to describe either of the two alone or

when they are together,

and suddenly there is no escaping this “we”

that crept in, almost unannounced,

for all the time that the two once-unique individuals spent

experiencing the other

was a smokescreen for the quick elimination of everything that

made them

themselves.

© 2012 delapruch


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delapruch
delapruch

nothingville, NY



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Bio: The writer we call delapruch has been writing since infancy. His first piece was scrawled on the inside of his mother’s womb. Long since published, the rights now reside in the hands o.. more..