I AM IT

I AM IT

I am here, it is here;
I stand, it stands;
I dance, it dances;
I shake, it shakes.

I walk, it follows me;
I turn back, it makes the same move.
It runs not away,
Keeping an eye on me.

In the dark,
It hides somewhere;
When light comes,
It appears.

It is my lover,
Staying true to its oath,
To be with me
Through thick and thin.

I am fair, it is black;
It is visible, yet untouchable;
Everywhere I go, it goes;
It is unquestionable.

Imitation is its occupation;
An angel who watches over me.
How ubiquitous,
How ever sure!

Victor Apata
©Vikjtaar

#ANSAPoetOfTheWeekContest