I wish that I could see your mind
And what I hoped for therein find;
Alas, I must, like all the rest
Use words and instances to test.
Perhaps it does not matter much
To most folks, but I am not such
A person as to see the many
And decide I’d be one too.
Always I had searched for any
Way that I could not stay true
To the mass of many men
That has no ‘I’, only ‘we’.
If I am but one of them then
What is left of what was me?
Very true. I love when the ‘I’s’ get turned into ‘We’s’ so we’re all at fault or triumph. It’s strange how that works don’t you think… :p
The title was what initially drew me to this piece and I couldn’t have elucidated this any better.