Why shouldn’t I feel
the lust to be exceptional?
I don’t hold others down,
or even suppress creatures,
who feel their uniqueness too.
Do I have to apologise
for wanting to make this
this little time of me filled
with all that it can contain?
I am distinct like all the
sentient life that treads this
rounded ancient floor.
There is no domination,
no sense of owing,
or control; there is just me,
the human who ever
and always remains
the only one.
8/8/2020