Who in The Hell

We are constantly invited to be who we are. - Thoreau

who was i when i still had you

back when i thought i had a clue

who was i when i knew the lip-smacking taste of love

back before push came to shove

before the gauntlet turned into just another glove

who am i at midnight

who, at dawn

who as a stinking king

who, as a smelly pawn

who am i in a mansion

who, in a box

who as a bald bear

who as long-haired goldilocks

who am i with only one shoe

who, when the weeds took over and grew

who was i before the rain

before life inflicted its pain

who, before i got lost

who, before i paid the extortionist's cost

who will i be when its time to die

reaching up to touch the sky

tell me

who am i

who will i be

what is the missing key

when darkness blinds and i can no longer see

help me to stand up and boldly tell

who in the hell

Reviews

[Cherrie]

Heartbreak, is a bitter pill that can leave us wondering who we are. Letting go is never easy, no matter how it is packaged.
You have set this up in a clever way with deep pondering thoughts. That I thought morphed into a bit of sarcastic humor. :)

[Pete]

thanks for sharing thoughts cherrie. i've been learning the hard way to turn tears into smiles. not an easy pill to swallow as you remind ... :)

[X]

I so love this write...deep and penetrating questions so lyrically and honestly posed ---ask and you shall find :)

[Pete]

thanks so much for sharing thoughts kira. sadly, most of us are so busy that we never take the time to ask such probing questions - either that or we're afraid of the answers ... :)