I AM A poem by my eleven year
old son Jared Stoltzfus
I am a near random arrangement of molecules that likes to unicycle I wonder
about the existence of worlds beyond this one I hear the babbling of other
plains of existence I see what could be, what’s not and what is I want to be
the keeper of knowledge I am a near random arrangement of molecules that likes
to unicycle
I pretend that I am the center of the universe—I am, my universe I feel that
this body was not my first I touch the strands of being I worry that life is
pointless I cry for a world that will never be I am a near random arrangement of
molecules that likes to unicycle
I understand that the truth is out there I say, there is a God I dream of
“Short-tailed Gars†I try to be successful I hope to die a knowledgeable old
man I am a near random arrangement of molecules that likes to unicycle