the measure of me...

how African are you?How chinese are you? how Indian are you? How Malay are you?How modernised are you? How rhythmic, how intelligent, how sassy?How Christian are you? How Muslim are you? the list goes on. Is it fair then to try to measure a person by their knowledge? or by their looks or their beliefs? see the world measures a man by the amount of possessions he owns and by the size of his wife's gifts in the same way it measures a woman by the size of her bust and the make she wears... everything in between means that someone is not good enough... therefore the measure of a man is his worldly possessions. If you cant dance, u'r so not African, if you are not doing science based courses you are not intelligent. if this is such then does the measure of me depend on the amount i have as opposed to the amount i teach right from wrong? my true identity seem to lie on my wordly possession the shallowness of my soul and the very amount of money i spend in my daily life. the thought itself is scary, the minuteness of every detail is microscoped until they are deemed magnitudes! in all fairness, even when all things are meant to be the same to make us equal, there will always be a few things that are made to intentionally distinguish the elite from the ordinary, i could go on but still, i have no idea what the measure of me is.