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walking on the bright sunny day
felt as me followed I every step of the way
me like a long dark pole in the morning
but reduced to an inch in the noon sun
sometime me and I became one
I tried to lose me but couldn't do it
I even hided but me stuck like glue through it
I turned to ask me “why do me follow I?”
me answered swiftly with peaceful sign
I asked again, “is what me's job a delusion?”
me answered, “with me I can a I's exisit, that's no I's illusion"
next day I asked me for more answers seek
“are me here today?”, “yes” said me sounding not so meek
“is there nothing else for me to detect?
“me's here to watch over I and protect”
since a nice fluid affair, nicely shown
with me I felt never in danger of being alone
but I wondered what could I need protection from?
"if me're not exist, what do I think I'll be?"
me signed!
"don't make me's I felt like I's me"
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..... me's I felt like I's me .....