2 September 2012
"Identity please!" The security asks As you show them Your hallway pass They look at it And let you through But is that plastic card Really you...
That snapshot image Of your face Is not of what your identity is made Your true identity Much more complex Something a mere image Could not possibly reflect The way you care The way you feel The way you love That's part of you Your identity Your inner soul You hope keeps you true Perhaps you have A special gift Or maybe others spirits You do lift It's the way you laugh The way you joke Or maybe it's the way That you give others hope Perhaps it's that You've fought so hard Or that nobody can beat you at a game of cards You could be a good cook Identity isn't just How you look It's how you act Think And what you call true That's the identity Of being you.
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