What is it that makes a human human?
I mean, beside preordained gene’s bio
of the bodily biology spun
from within nature’s inventive silo,
what makes us the proverbial snowflake,
so alike and yet o so peculiar?
Why do the impressions that we intake
in early life experience figure
so predominantly in the makeup
of our individual persona?
Perhaps it’s nature’s natural prenup
that what we absorb interns our aura.
Impressions are essential sustenance
to the makeup on our human essence.