who am i

we struggle so hard to find ourselves
to label
to define
but did we realise that labels themselves confine?

Why cant we be the sum total of our names
the multiples of of experiences

woman/young /black/ educated/poor/ bright/promising/ graceful/ childless / spinster- the tags make us easy to describe, but no better to understand

can a bright person be dull?
a beauty beastlike?
what happens when we fall from grace or rise from the pits?

but who are you?
and what will your answer be?
who am I?
I am me.

(C) sheer almshouse, august 2, 2006