Lucid Intervals

Self-awareness finally

I’m no longer puzzled

By what I am now

I am a child

So much expected of me

Grow up, obey, learn

I know what I must do

Grow strong, be a man

Subservient to my masters

Everyone is above me

I will learn who I am

Mother

Nurse me, clean me, and teach how I am to act

To young as yet to write the rules

Maybe some day that will change

I will be what I wish

Learning

Language, faces and shapes

Society’s rule over me

Strangers are in charge

Schooling followed by work

Life goes on and I grow and things change

Then things change and I grow, life goes on

I am getting sick of this

Being under your foot

Life goes on and I grow and things change

Then things change and I grow, life goes on

Forge an identity other than somebody’s slave

I will work to free myself from society’s evil grip

Its hatred of the individual I will break the bonds that were forced on me at birth

Man is born free but everywhere is in chains

I am forced to work, to learn a trade, to earn my keep

I am told to slow, settle and find another

I have become what I have feared most, a spouse, a dad, I’m chained

I’m no longer free to pursue my dreams, my destiny has run its course

Born into this world I was free of sins, but not without a path carved in stone by generations of the same men

I’m trapped and I cannot get out!

I struggle with the chains on my feet but the harder at them that I pull

The links become more entangled and ensnared

I’m tired

I give in I will conform

If I must I’ll play by the rules

And I do and when I do

I succeed

Now I’m getting old

I prepare for my rest

I look back at what I’ve done, at what I’ve created

Maybe my kin can break the chains that have bound me from first light

Maybe the new generation can fix the problems that have plagued mine