Friday, March 28, 2014

Another place, another time,
another thought, that isn't mine.
Everyday amidst a million crimes, 
trapped in an invisible cell, just like a mime.

They say I should love this life on hire,
slave to life's needs, chanting 'what may I do sire'.
No voice of my own, no dreams to follow,
just playing it safe, swimming where its shallow.

What happened I wonder, to the spirit of the free man,
the quests of an adventurer, setting sail without a plan.
What happened to waking up under a different sky each day,
greeting a total stranger by the road and asking him the way.

Our worlds seem to have shrunk, we live by a box these days,
believing all that it shows, trusting all that it says.
Our thoughts now belong to those the world calls wise,
we are too scared to think, let alone act without advice.

And yet we boast of being human, the smartest of our kind,
Sitting within our cages, no better we will ever find.
And thus we choose to live the illusion of a lie,
that life was meant to be this way, why be different, why even try!

But now I am tired of being what the world wants me to be,
I will no longer ask your permissions, I will just dare to be me.
The rules I follow will be the ones that I make,
my road, my journey, my dreams I will not forsake.

So go ahead and judge me, look at me through your crooked lens,
I am kicking down those boundaries, no more sitting on the fence.
And at the end of my journey, I know I may stand alone,

Well so be it then, if that be the price of living a life of my own!
 

Copyright 2010 The Chronicles Of A Common Man.