December 26, 2023

we desire fame

a means of escape

our dreams are never

the same, our instinct

demands we listen to

our future desires

being discarded for

your young days are 

empty, now what is left

is a low paying job

as a child one sees and

feels your own desires

and projects outward 

that you will be the

greatest guitarist of all

time, all will adore your

music as one picks up

his broom and starts

cleaning the dirty isles

making sure no one

will fall as you still some-

times dream of what if's

knowing now your duty is

retreating and one must let

go of your nature breaking

apart to bring forth in you

a truth that could have allowed 

you to break free from the words

spoken by the rich for all you are

now is a grown up without purpose