I can’t remember
what I wanted to be
when I was a child,
maybe it was a soldier
who learned how to
survive in the wild.
Back then the world
didn’t look so small
there was adventures to be had
and no wall was too tall.
Our eyes were open
to endless possibilities,
our childish exuberance helped
overcome any lack of ability.
When did the fear arrive
to change our minds,
telling us to be careful
there was too much danger
out there to find.
The joy was taken from our lives
as our world shrank
and we were brainwashed
by all the propaganda and lies.
We were told who to hate
just because
they were different to us
and if we dared to disagree
it was regarded as treasonous.
In this day and age
childhoods are being stolen
by unseen forces to whom
we have become beholden.
Life is being lived off a supervised script
written by the few
who have tightened their grip.
