A Place Without a Home

Too often into life We forget who we are No more risks, no more dives Have we not come so far? We grow to fear what’s not We grew learning a future we cannot see Fed to capacity to only be taught For in life, we can never be what we want to be Wealth is however still in limit to imagination The smart may not have the intelligence of the stupidity Afterall... We need the comparison in unison Before we yet judge those a fool living in dreams or reality In the world...have you found a place? Are you remembering or forgetting who you were? In your world... have you found your space? Or simply a constant visit without a guide to tour? Too often into life We are who we are Before finally saying goodbye How have we to come from far?