Healing in the jungle
Some useful words from a wordsmith

Deflated Dreams

Dreams lost
....dreams lost to groundless fear

SIMON DAVIDSON

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.

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Justin Kundalin

An excellent poem in deed. Many people are destined by God to live beyond the crowd and leave a trail behind but many just give into the norms of the society and die without living out their true potential in life. Dreams keep us alive and daring despite fleeting predicaments in life.

Thanks a lot Simon, my mentor, motivator, lecturer, wordsmith, writer and author who contributed so much in my life besides my immediate family members.

May God bless you for your gift of crafting poems.

Philip Fitzpatrick

A very enjoyable and instructive poem Simon.

Could I be bold and suggest a few little changes?

He was born for greatness,
He was born in answer to pray,
He was God’s gift to his parents,
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 living 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 willingly conform,
He became a slave to the norms,
And did what everyone else did.

Then his bold dreams died.
Instead of dreaming, he slept,
Instead of daring, he conformed,
Instead of taking risks, he feared.

He gave up living altogether
And started 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 yarded chicken,
Earth bound, chained to banal limits,
And lived below his true potential.

By heeding the charms of society,
He gave up on his dreams of grandeur.
He chose banal limits, not greatness,
And his dreams were lost to groundless fear.

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