By
Sadeeq Dandare
Sadeeqdandare2015@gmail.com
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I miss the days we went to the market naked and felt free
The days our imagination and thought had no limit,
The days I dreamt of changing the world.
As days were added on my heap
As I grew older and wiser
As my fingers grow like pencil
As I began to bathe myself
I discovered the world is to wide for me
So, I shortened my sight and limited my thought
This also seem ambiguous
As I grew into my twilight years
The days that my voice began to broaden
The days when the desperate desired to affect positive changes to my clans blossoms
I settled for only changing my family which proved totally herculean
But now I realized that if only I focused on myself
My family may emulate me
Definitely, I will mentor my younger ones
Going in that direction
I will better my country
If it keeps mounting in piecemeal in its abundance
Who knows? I may even change the world
For changing the world, I may even write my name on gold.
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