Which Me is Me?

A Meditation in Verse

In the Garden of Gazanias, Oil on canvas, 36" x 48" ©2016 Ronald C.Flores Gunkle

Isn’t everyone the same,
The young, the old,
The bought and sold,
The shy and bold?

At night, all cats are black,
The Spanish say,
But each of us holds back
our honest thoughts by day.

Is it a game we play?
Do we know what words to say
To be unique?
Is it unique to be unique?

Are flowers all the same?
Does every blossom have a name?
By night or day, it’s difficult to see
Which me is me.

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