Who Am I?
by Geren Lowery

Who Am I?
Why would you ask me such a question?
This question really has no form of answer.
But without a question to lead us on,
where would we be from dusk till dawn?
We would be mindless drones strolling about.
Our brains stuck in an endless drought.
So with all these things in mind,
Who Am I?

I still can't answer,
so help me out!
Pour some thoughts,
in the desert drought.
I know where I am,
and why I'm here.
But the answer to the other,
I do not know I fear.
Who Am I?

Still drawing a blank,
but how?
Drawing a blank does not require your hand to move around.
That answer could be found,
Who Am I?

Good Question...