He was born for greatness,
He was born in answer to pray,
He was God’s gift to his family,
He was adored by his family.
As a child, he was daring and bold,
He had grand dreams of greatness,
Of creating mega empires,
And live a life of adventure.
But as he grew big and strong,
He was told often by society,
To conform to the mold,
And fit in, instead of daring.
So he slowly and hesitantly,
Began to conform willingly,
He became a slave to the norms,
And did what everyone did to fit.
Then his bold dreams died.
Instead of dreaming, slept,
Instead of daring, conformed,
Instead of taking risks, fearful.
He just give up altogether living
And start dying little by little.
He lived in his body on earth,
But he died in spirit day by day.
Instead of soaring like an eagle,
He walked like a tamed chicken,
Earth bound, chained to banal limits,
And lived below his true potential.
By heeding belittling charms of society,
He gave up on his dreams of grandeur.
He chose banal limits, not grandeur,
And his dreams lost, to groundless fear.