Text Box: I’m Contradiction I am the night, I am the day. I am the mountain and the bay. I am a bird that flies away. I am a beast that you can’t slay. I am the storm that cripples you. I am the sky, so clear, so blue. I am a spirit you can’t see. You think I’m false, yet I’m so true. I am a slave; I have no rights, but, I’m invisible to your sight. No one has ever heard my name. I’m property that no one can claim. I am so wise, yet, I must stress, you will not understand, unless, you see the things you cannot see, for I’m a thought, I can’t express; just like this poem: I’m meaningless! I’m contradiction in itself! Montreal, October 20, 2000