My Anthem

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My Anthem
I am not insane, I am not mean
I am not selfish & I don’t lean
I am not perfect and I don’t want to be
All I want is to set myself free

I want to let my thought fly
When I am hurt I do cry
Clarity in my thoughts is what I seek
All I want is not be weak

I am not always truthful, I do lie
Now, please don’t ask when and why?
I am not ugly, I am not rude
All I want is to be a cool dude

Sitting here motionless, I don’t want to rust
Longer the silence, stronger will be my outburst
I am not an effete, I am just lazy
All I want is to do something really crazy

When I look at sky it looks back
I am not white, I am not black
The race has begun with the count of three
All I want is to rest under the shade of a tree

I am not tall and I am not great
I don’t believe everything is decided by fate
I am not king, I don’t wear a crown
All I want is to never back down

I am not big, I am just small
It’s my attitude that will never let me fall
I am not fast, I am not strong
All I want is to never go wrong

I am not flawless and I don’t always win
I will help, even though you are not my kin
I don’t need a straw, I drink from bottle
All I want is top speed at full throttle

I am not stupid, I am not mad
I am a man & for this I am very glad
I  break the rules, but I don’t break the law
All I want is to just stay raw
          
         ~ Surya ( definitely saty )

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  1. Milton2 June 2015 at 07:11

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  2. Milton2 June 2015 at 07:45

    Kool Saty, It reminded me of one of my poem written years ago for the title "Who Am I"

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