Bold like the tiger; Shy like the lamb

Swift like the cheetah; Keen like the owl.

Trait upon trait bestowed upon me.

Forced to be what wasn't meant to be.

I am created by those long forgotten

I am a creature manufactured

A monster under the moon.

I am what most legends are made of

Yet none can compare,

To the horror and despair

That it is to be alone.... Forgotten... ignored.

Those around me don't see what is there to see.

They don't see what it is to be me.

I am but one of a trillion that walk this earth.

Just one amongst millions who live in this country.

Yet none notice the man begging on the corner.

He served this country yet they toss him to the side like he is nothing

None see the single mother struggling to provide for her two kids

Her boss on the brink of firing her because she cannot work when her kids are sick.

We live in a society so focused on bettering other countries yet we cant even take care of our own people.

I am a creature called greed.

I live in the corrupt politicians who run this country.

Whispering sweet nothings into their ears.

I am the shadow that lurks In every heart of every person.

I am the Evil that people fear