Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Then I would rather be a child

If life is defined by my pocket
And I am judged by the power in my pocket
And half my efforts are stolen from me
All in the name of taxation
Then I would rather be a child

If the freedom to intoxicate myself
And the right to drive with maniacs
The exposure to non medicinal substances
And foul language come with it
Then I would rather be a child

If the words hussle and struggle
And hand to mouth are my life
If I know the price of bread
Or by how much petrol rises
Then I would rather be a child

If I can see my heart bleed
Hear my voice cry
Feel my confidence wane a bit
Or are guilty of hurting
Then I would rather be a child

If genocide, war and incurable diseases
Are a part of my conversations
If I find multiple definitions for the word 'moral'
And start adjusting the ten commandments
Then I would rather be a child

If I walk down the isle for reasons I didnt know as a child
Or bring a life whithout a plan
Into a world without direction
And possibly leave before saving it from this world
Then I would rather be a child

If I fall into the trap of being normal
All in the name of being accepted
Of doing for the sake of living
And forgetting the child I once was
Then I would rather be a child again.

'Bare gola o tla dibona...ka nnete bophelo ke koma'

Ta,
Budgie

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