Those Dreams
Let’s scale heights
Let’s leap over buildings
Let’s skid over roof tiles
Let’s stay out of sight
Wear masks, a cape
Carry weapons of our choice
Let’s pretend to be kings
Wear a crown of paper
Assume we are the entitled
Wave sticks instead of swords
Let’s be poor imitations
I remember that time
We could be anything
Never questioned
Let’s put our heads to the grind
Trying to find answers to questions
We are seekers, curious
No shred of hesitance
To debate, we have opinions
Let’s follow, let’s set aims
Set our sights
So we know where to start
And where to reach
We have been told
What we need to be
I remember that time
When our decisions were stolen
We never questioned
Let’s work
Make ends meet
Follow a trodden path
For we just need to live
To work again
A cycle repeated
Let’s pass on some traditions
To future generations
See them draw in the sand
Their dreams
That we will thwart
As they play with sticks
Wear capes and masks
We will know what must be done
For dreams are dangerous
They make a person believe
Hurt us, break us, haunt us
We won’t explain to them
Why must it be this way
For we have no reason
We will order that their compasses
Must change direction
We will allow them a plethora of options
All the freedom
But will bend them into that shape
Which we feel familiar
I remember that time
When dreams were but a dream
We didn’t question, will they?
Copyright © Sahitya Poonacha | Year Posted 2015
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