I Am Not a Number

I am not a number,
though you may wish to see me this way.
I am not some calculation
impervious to variance or sway.

I am not a number.

I am, however; a mother
with a family and heart for my soul.
I am, however; a lover
devout to this life and my goals.

I am not a number.

I am not a robot
you cannot program me to perform.
I am not cyboric;
ignoring the emotion of the storm.

I am not a number.

I am, however; impressive
with my flair and diva-like traits.
I am, however; inventive
my imagination may flood the gates.

I am not a number.

You cannot treat me as such
and expect a machine to print out your report
To never flounder or fail
or take a hit and sit out the corporate sport.

I Am Not a Number.

I am passion and pride;
a volatile flair with the drive of belief.
I am family and friends
and hard working hands sans relief.

I Am Not a Number.

Your father, your mother,
Your sister, your brother.
Your neighbor, the cat lady
Your cousin with the baby.
Your friend, your companion
Your theatrical stand in.


I Am Not a Number.

I am that person who keeps your life going
When you cannot care to commit.
The one to push buttons and brooms
When all you see is a summit.
I am the one who put you there
I suggest you take a moment to care.

I AM NOT A NUMBER.

Remember my name; you may need it some day.