![]() I am merely a puzzle piece.A Poem by Enigma“You
are a mystifying puzzle That
will reveal itself in its own time.” Words
spoken from a friend. These
words are true about us all. I
am a puzzle piece. I am shaped and Molded
for a specific section on the puzzle. The
world is the puzzle itself. Each piece has a reason. Why
is this? Each
person as a theory for this placement Some
might disagree and move a puzzle piece Into
the wrong place, others ignore it all together. I
am just a piece. Do
I have a say in this puzzle? I make it a true puzzle right? Another
piece of the very same puzzle, would easily disagree. Maybe
he should have more space than the next piece. He
wants to decide everyone’s place, but he’s on a piece. I
am only a piece, built to fit neatly in a specific spot. I
may not know the space, but I know I have one. Each
puzzle piece has one. After all, if I didn’t It wouldn’t be
a puzzle would it? Some
piece’s are lager, making up the corners and edges, The
‘structure’ of this puzzle and the border, I help support these pieces. I
may not always agree with placement but I support them. Is that Wrong?
I think not. Everyone needs structure and support. Without The
border, we are simple pieces, scattered along a table. Nowhere to fit. Another
piece could easily take your spot, without structure. The
structure is what binds it together, helping keep the puzzle, Working
and in tack. A ‘broken piece throws’ it all off. I
am a piece. You are a piece, everyone is a piece to this mystifying puzzle of the unknown. Will
the puzzle ever be complete? No, due to the miss matched Placement
of pieces. I work with others, trying to find places and Positions.
After all I can’t do anything else… or can I? I
do not know yet, but I do know this. I am simply a missing piece of the puzzle. © 2011 EnigmaReviews
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