Me And I - Half Breed

...half lover, half nightmare...half human, half seed of necessity

#ART... I am a half breed,  half shark, half lion
I am half day, half night
I am the dark side of the moon and the side that brings you our hope
I am the half breed, the hybrid - half your friend, too bored to be your foe
I am half lover, half nightmare
Understand that I am both forgetful and a genius
I am a sage, and I have no idea what many things mean
I am half one, half none... Half many, half an iota
I am the half breed, the hybrid without form, inhabiting the very depths of emptiness
I am a half breed, a fully formed incompleteness
I am half peace, half raging madness
I am one side to a coin, and the flip side to same coin
I am a half breed, I cannot, should not be considered fully born
I am a half breed, the reason you can say life is a process
 because it messes you up before it gives you meaning.
I am half human, half seed of necessity
I am half bred; chosen by the ones who saw Dionysus, and rejected but only by the ones who sat on    the fence for the Fuhrer
I am half slave, half protege... I do not understand the term "Master;" a decorated slave, am I wrong?
I am half a child, and half unborn
I am yet, half a man, half a god
I am the nothingness that comes out of vanity and the very truth itself
You see, my consciousness traveled on a journey to the depths of different worlds, expect no words here - it saw nothing.
Do you get the concept of life now?
I remember the story of the flower that wept "...do not call me beautiful for beauty is vain. I am not your vanity. Chase after perfection, I do not want to be such."
I learned from the story, perfection is a responsibility.
Take your mind to when I said I am half a lion and half a shark;
I am a hard worker but not a back breaker
I am a half breed, I have never truly been complete, neither do I sought for such.
I am half monster, half human
I am a hybrid, the definition of design and "course of nature."
I am half a poet, a romantic by design, an artist by choice, a sage - a fruit of providence's
When I look at the sun, I see night, I see day
I see darkness, I see calm, a raging fire, a raging storm.
A war waiting to be tempted - wars breed legacies, have I spoken here?
I am a half breed, I just told you little of me and little of nothing
The Yoruba's say "Ile Aiye, Ile Asan," Allow me paraphrase; Life is Nothing
But just like the shadow of the ghost I found once said, Life is fair...