What I am

How we are many things

What I am

I am a poem
Lacking in rhythm
Woeful in rhyme
Unconvincing in message
Yet I will not die unread.

I am a painting
Ill-drawn
Unclear
Not easy on the eye
Yet I am studied by scholars.

I am a mountain
Tall and majestic
Treacherous
A killer
Yet drawing many to climb me

I am the sea
Full of tasty fish and spectacular underwater life
A magnet for holidaymakers
Bringer of gentle cooling waves
And killer tides.

I am a joke
I make people laugh
I cheer them up
I light up a room
Yet I can be cruel and hurtful.

I am a human being
Weak and strong
Spiteful and kind
A success and a failure
A contradictory character
Yet I am loved as I am.