I Refuse To Accept
I refuse to accept the notion,
that i was a random act of fusion,
between two cells, some cozy night,
just to populate this world so full of blight!
That I was born only to enjoy the perks of adolescence,
Grow up to get a degree and a job,
then someday get married, have kids, approach senescence,
Finally to wear up, crumble and die.
I refuse to accept the notion,
that life is a race only to run far and blind.
That if I dare to look sideways,
I will be left behind.
That my existence was a mere dot in the circle of life,
that I was a part of no secret divine plan,
the Five Billion Four Hundred and Eighth infant to be born,
the Seven Billionth and counting adult to die.
I look around and I see people filled with despondency,
Crushed beneath the mighty burden of expectation.
Only to satisfy the whims of society,
And lead a life without dreams and aspiration.
It is time I start to ask those bigger questions.
“Why do I exist!!!”
Questions that in my heart create strife.
It is time I listen to my inner calling,
a voice that dis-balances the equation of life.
A voice that tells me I was born for a reason.
A reason simple yet elegant.
My moment of truth, my moment without FEAR.
For I was born to be a CREATOR.
Sure it would require restraint and serenity,
but it would make my life sublime.
A step closer to humanity,
I would leave my imprints on the sands of time!
Copyright © Rohan Agarwal | Year Posted 2016
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