Jenim Dibie


Grown Up


First you are born into the world
Then you ask why
That will be your first mistake
Every answer will question that question
When the hourglass turns fourteen times
You find a flame raging in you
You want to take a bite out of the whole world
You have a dream to do everything, to be everything
You join the rollercoaster that hitches everyone a ride to the sky
You hitch a ride to greatness
Though no one you know has seen him
And everyone you know has missed him
You just know it's you ~ you'll be the one to kiss him
So the hourglass turns and the sands rise and fall
You have your dreams in your heart
And a pair of polished talents in both hands
So you dance and you sing and you write and you act
You speak and you teach and you listen and you learn
You draw and you paint and you sculpt and you play
You are as you were and will be as you are
So you take a map and draw a straight line
From point you to where greatness is
You draw your lines and spread out knives outside the lines
And you have a spade and you named him Spade
Your favourite colours are black and white
And your only friends are saints in white
You are wild at heart, born to see the world, born to be the world
On this side of the glass, all you have are answers
Answers to questions you never knew to ask
But in one last turn, you now live on the other side of the hourglass
On this side of the glass, all you have are questions
And jaded answers to innocent questions
You will learn that life is not a straight line
Your flame is now a flicker
Your dreams are now a distant memory of quiet failures
On lonely nights, you dare to dream again
But you fear the day will break your dreams again
Your straight lines have been hills and valleys
The lines you'll never cross have been smudged by bleeding blood
Your pair of golden polished talents became a stolen pair of polished pennies
You used to dance and radiate your lovely strides
He asked you to dance and stole your pride
And all your symphonies died in you
The flicker in time became the darkness
In that darkness defining moment when your shadow
Was no more your shadow but your reflection
You saw in you what you had seen in every grown up you used to know
You gazed upon your horizon
All your friends were now sinners in black
You sold your shiny talents for shiny dimes
A penny owned, a pride kept
So you have your money down in your pocket
And your head held high in the society
And hide the child screaming inside of you
Muffled in silence, in the darkness of your adulthood
Oh all the colours of you drowned in a grey sea
And all the noise in the world brings you shaded comfort
So you never have to feel the chilling silence
Of all that has died inside of you
Of all the you that has died in you
So on you sway to the music of a tone deaf world.

Submitted: Tuesday, January 07, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, January 07, 2014

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