Thinking about a long forgotten time
Where dreams and visions weren’t confined to sleep
Reduced to a lullaby by life’s responsibilities
Responsibilities disguised as growth
An exponential upward movement of wealth, influence
Devoid of character
Devoid of self
Gone are the days of believing that fulfilment lies in the pursuit
A rat race with no expectation
Striving to finish the journey with a sense of self
With a semblance of recognition of the person of the past, the present and that is to come
