Who am I you ask?

Who am I you ask?

A Poem by Emily Quinn

Who am I you ask? Such a complex question indeed

Countless wrong answers carve words into stone

Part grass at their roots for paths unatoned

 

Snaking mazes of bemused passage,

Wind illogically without rhyme

As vertigo overwhelms the unseeing eye

And misdirection renders us blind.

 

To know one’s self can be a lifetime task

Of many wrong turns knotting those trails

With shifting land below one’s feet

Breaking our paths into stumbling defeat.

 

All broken paths make way for the last

With yielding ground to pillow our toes

And grand illumination to radiate the way

With a sheen of clarity washing the grey

 

Who am I you ask? I think I now know

I’m compassion for humans, fighting for rights

With strong willed morals and unrelenting fight

 

I am wanting the chance to shower with love

Underprivileged children of all decree

A home diverse of a variety so wide

Disabled, abused, abandoned, loved with pride

 

Awareness will be brought to those dismissed

And oblivion will once no longer exist

For issues of trafficking, of humans or wares

That Ignored in our own countries affairs

 

So one day I dream of better life for some

To nation’s I’ll go in need of help

With issues of poverty, race and rights

As I battle for equality through many sleepless nights

 

Who am I you ask? Your answer you have

Only small portion this is of myself as a whole

But a poem’s too short, I won’t pretend; just know

I’m a human rights activist with a love for pen

 

 

© 2010 Emily Quinn


Author's Note

Emily Quinn
unedited so far, not my best but I hope to fix it up at some point. Thoughts, comments and constructive feedback greatly appreciated

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It's a poem of life, there are no mean's for rhyme as life isn't a constant. As to the poem itself, Stanza seven "That Ignored in our own countries affairs" do you mean to have "Ignored" capitalized? if so, I can't find any problem's and I enjoyed this very much.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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So many great lines from a real humane spirit, how wonderful is that. You give me hope again, on this day.. thank you for that, sincerely.

Antonio

Posted 13 Years Ago


Your right it takes a life time to know ourselves or someone else as we change every 10 years so we are always learning a new us. Parts of your poem are highly creative and snazzy or should I say Jazzy a few parts made me smile as you display your wit and charm with words. The last line I loved it just made the whole poem come together but it also states you are even more than just that one line. Lovely write.

Posted 14 Years Ago


You express so well the difficulties of truly knowing “self.”

“To know one’s self can be a lifetime task
Of many wrong turns knotting those trails
With shifting land below one’s feet
Breaking our paths into stumbling defeat.”

You describe yourself as an advocate for he under dog, but also admit that you are far more than that, which is ever so true. We are all such complex beings. To truly know one’s self and the nature of existence is to gain enlightenment, which view ever achieve. You have found a medium, poetry, which is an excellent tool for discovering self. I wish you good fortune on your journey.


Posted 14 Years Ago


Oh, a complex question indeed, and you express it so well. Your words made me wonder what it might be like if everyone did more introspection. Too often we just go through the day to day without a thought as to who we really are. This was brilliant..

Posted 14 Years Ago


this is an unpolished diamond , its your calling card , shine !

the beginning stanzas are very good

Posted 14 Years Ago


I love the message, great poem.

Posted 14 Years Ago


i really like this one. the ending sums it up very nicely and the wordplay is used in a real cool way. i look forward to reading more.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

It's a poem of life, there are no mean's for rhyme as life isn't a constant. As to the poem itself, Stanza seven "That Ignored in our own countries affairs" do you mean to have "Ignored" capitalized? if so, I can't find any problem's and I enjoyed this very much.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Well, I think the ever-changing rhyme-scheme threw me for a loop. Still, I enjoyed it. (:

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Emily Quinn
Emily Quinn

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