Where Am I

Where am I
In the scheme of things
I forget to ask myself

In this vast ocean of
Seething humanity, I am
But a speck of sand

In the endless stretching
Blue skies above, I am
But an insignificant star

Yet bloated near bursting am I
With self professed humanity,
Self importance and knowledge

Dark wicked thoughts
Do come and play often
Creating disharmony

Apologies are not okay
All the time and need
To be addressed swiftly

I am at peace however
As I can lay a finger on the
Root cause of my discontent

Now, to have some good thoughts
Always, is my mission but
I so like to be bad, at times!!!!

If a man happens to find himself, he has a mansion which he can inhabit with dignity all the days of his life.
-James A. Michener