WHO ARE WE????
The time has come,
the time has gone,
dreams of yesterday,
fade away thru the years.
What could have been,
if not for what has occurred,
given a chance,
would we have succeeded.
Going thru life dreaming,
was it easier, being what we have been,
instead of being,
what we could have been..
To be what we could have been,
instead of being, what we should have been,
did we try to be, what we were meant to be,
or did we just become, who we did not want to be.
Mentor's and Surrogate's, along the way,
wanting us to be, what they have been,
attempting to prevent, us from becoming,
what we wanted to be.
To be what we wanted to be,
meant not being, what we were meant to be,
preventing us from becoming, what we should have been,
becoming someone, who became someone,we were not meant to be.
So to be, what we want to be,
meant not, being what we were meant to be,
or what others, wanted us to be,
then who are we.
Sit and wonder what,
it would have been,
to be someone else,
instead of being, what we have been.
Who Are We #1
Far, Far, Far away, there was a time,
when you were older, than you are today.
A time so long ago, it hides from you,
yet faint memories, haunt you through the day.
Remembering when you might have been, a soldier marching on Rome,
or possibly a ancient mariner, anxious to return home.
Working on the pyramids, or making pots of earthen clay.
were we there once before, and have we ever passed this way.
How many times have you felt, that you may have been someone else,
at another time, another place, it was you yet not yourself.
Ancient thoughts and forbidden times, arouse you deep inside,
a product of the ages, can't remember how may times you died.
I just found a shiny nickel,
alone on a curb,
did someone somehow lose it,
or was it casually tossed away.
You may be just a nickel,
yet how often were you used,
silver once considered valuable,
now neglected and abused.
There once was a time,
when you were of a great value,
now you just sit hidden away,
deep inside someone's pocket.
How many miles have you traveled,
ignored out of sight,
passed around from one to the next,
you no longer bring delight.
Once you bought a newspaper,
or a visit to the candy store,
but that was oh so long ago,
at a very different time.
A nickel many years ago,
could get you on a bus,
that nickel had many other uses,
put in a church basket, declaring in God we trust.
There was a saying long ago,
if you're called a nickel and dimer,
success and fame and fortune, just wan't yours,
you were always considered to be a small timer.
A nickel is a nickel,
and two of them equals a dime,
i just found you on the curb,
lost by someone, now you'll forever be mine.