In a New World

I?m in a new world of strange sounds I?m in a familiar world yet of different tongues And I somehow feel at home This was the dream I wanted to own Yesterday I was so down, eager for a dreamy reality to own Today here I am, my dreams having won, yet still stuck in ?Now? I wanna dream even more of the heavens yet to be I wanna live like a mortal with the destiny of a king Still the sounds are so clear in my mind I feel the vibrations of their laughter in my heart I feel the fire of pain in the wounds they hurt Yet I still have that voice of forgiveness humming deep in my heart I am the prince and the prophet The price of their peace is in my wallet When the time is right I must pay for their rackets Such is the game whose rules I squash in my racket I still believe in the dreams of a better modernity I still pine and plan to rise in spite of my bondage with mediocrity I must find a means to benefit from the trash of my history I must achieve my dreams so as to disapprove the unfavourable history Warnings abound of my biting off more than I can chew Confidence within assures me my mouth isn?t as weak hence I can aptly handle my chew I am dancing to a beat so loud within I do not need the party The path I am treading is of a virgin destiny, hence it can only imprint my new footprints