The Only Me

Spinning through space for eons,

our earth—oceans, rivers, mountains,

glaciers, tigers, parrots, redwoods—

evolving wonders.

And our vast array, generations

of humans—all shapes, colors, languages.

Can I be the only me?

Our earth: so much beauty, hate,

goodness, greed.

“Study. Cool the climate,” advises my teacher.

“Grow peace.”

Can I be the only me,

become all my unique complexity?