I Am Poem by Michael Eziudo

I am
That picture that's hardly liked
Because I'm always hidden amongst others and go almost unnoticed
I am the post, that post you hardly see
Because I'm always posted at late nights
And so when I'm seen
I'm treasured high above rubies
Yes, the reason I'm made scarce
That I'm valued when I'm found

I am
That money in fixed account
The long-term investment
That takes care of the lifetime dream
Yes, the reason I'm made almost unreachable
That I bring smiles when the shoulders are feeble

I am
The woman that agrees too quickly to be with you
To be your help-meet and your soulmate
But gives you all the headaches and stubbornness
You almost do not deserve
And when you're patient enough to hold on still
You'll value me for love's sake
Yes, the reason I'm made the way I am
That friendship be one that was won

I am
That man that looks like I'm not the man
Not as glittery as the dream of every woman
Or as already made as they want
Yes, the reason I'm made that way
That since it takes two to tango
We'd walk up the heights together
That respect be mutual and not one sided.

I am
The freedom that comes
When you had been held bound by your aspirations for long
And you push and pull
Tug and hit
So that your desire the bondage you'd been in
Births you this me
That would never had gone
If you gave up the desire for your desire
For cheaper freedom that would leave you enslaved
Yes, the reason I am what I am
That you are indeed free when you're free

Yes, above all, I am sacrifice
That one that can slip off of your head and shoulder
No matter how much you struggle or pretend
If you don't have the training and the willingness
Yes, reason I am what I am
That you see that the world can be at your command
All by choices you make