Identity poems

• Half sunk a shattered visage lies
• Wrinkled lip and answer of cold command
• Survive, stamped on these lifeless things
• My name is ozymandias king of kings
• Look on my works ye mighty and despair
• Nothing besides me remains
• Round the decay of that collosal wreck boundless and bare
• There was a country I left it as a child
• I am branded by the impression of sunlight
• Child's vocabulary I carried like a hollow doll
• I have no passport there's no way back at all
• Banned by the state but I can't get I off my tongue
• They accuse me of being dark in their free city
• My city hides behind me