Identity
They thought us kings, demi-gods
We were unique, wild and free
Daring to go where no others have
Reaching for the farthest stars, dreaming
Of life and its endless possibilities
Living for now, tomorrow is but a sweet dream.
It’s been too long since those days
The long cold nights, star-struck
When we were young and dumb
Now we are all grown up
Or are we less of who we wanted
And more like the world we live?
I can’t put a finger on it
Yet I can’t help but wonder
Did we give up the best of us?
For something that doesn’t satisfy
Still we yearn to be free and wild
For how long though?
Growing up and growing old
Are the two linked? Are they the same?
Can the child you were recognize the adult?
We have no fate but what we make
Look not back, for then you are lost
Life like time waits for no one
So too does the world
But it’s okay to be different
It’s the essence of humanity.
Copyright © Brian Mwangi | Year Posted 2016
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