CHASING THE WIND
Walking aimlessly on the
street;
Maybe because life could
be strict,
Oh!
That’s some people’s belief
But to some, it brings
relief.
The fear we feel when
there’s no provision;
While thinking about our
vision,
The visions are countless,
Though, some of it is
meaningless.
Truly, no meaningless
vision,
It’s just our confession.
If you want to be normal;
You must first be
abnormal.
Yes, you wished you had a
goal,
That which drives them to
go.
Just like everyone else,
But you take it for less.
Life brings opportunity;
Nay! Only to hearts of
opportunity.
Many gets in life’ race,
With wrong pace.
We want to be everything;
Sadly, one can only become
just one thing.
We all craves for
attention,
But I realized we only
need this-recommendation.
For once, can you just
sit?
And adjust the buckles on
your feet!
This time, look at the
mirror,
To just let go of the
terror.
Stop being feign,
Yes! Tell your twain.
Stop this race of
fertility,
And free all your
hostility.
Sometimes we pray too
long,
Often times we wait too
long.
And the answers pass by,
Do you know why?
‘Cos you’re chasing the
wind
Like a caged hind
Make your passion;
Simply your profession
Don’t chase the wind,
Else, you’ll be chase
behind.
By life’s forceful wind,
At the expense of your
hind.
You might also lose your
mind,
And that won’t be kind.
Be who you want to be!
Don’t mind what others
would be.