Ant Smith

All poems


Is identity just difference
Some things that mark me out
Am I blind but when others see
Even though that darkness well suits me?
Am I short for you are tall?
Does your money make me poor?
Did our ancestors set us to war?
Why do you ask what I stand for?
Am I white, or maybe cream?
Or is my colour unique to me?
What is this thing, identity?
Who am I,
If not just me?