I believe the following poem simply addresses our human nature and human conditions:
I am what I am.
I am happy, I am sad; grumpy, but a funny old man.
I am kind, with a vicious mind;
sweet in front, bitter behind.
Poetic in heart, philosophical in mind.
I am here, there, everywhere, and nowhere.
I am Iranian, Australia, made in China or Mongolia;
from India, Greece, Egypt or Libya.
I am descendant of the kings of the East, lords of the West;
from the soldiers of the past, or the thieves of the desert sand.
I am what I am.
Abbas Mehran
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