Meant To Be

poem by: John Prophet
Written on Dec 24, 2021 

Meant to be.
Who!
Who
was I
meant
to be?
Is there
the one
perfect
me?
Who’s
to judge?
Who’s
to say?
Look
into the
mirror.
Is 
that the
perfect
me?
Made
different
choices.
Would
that then
lead
to a
perfect
me?
Who
could
I be?
Who
should
I be?
In whose
eyes?
Perfect.
Is there
even
such
a thing?
Choices.
Infinite
choices.
Infinite
me?
Perfect me
anywhere
to be
found?
Or,
am I
programmed
to be
just me?

 

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