I used to have so much
I used to have a dream
But I’ve forgotten what it was.
I used to have ideals
But I’m lamenting their loss.
I used to dream of freedom
But freedom became a traitor.
I used to wish for change
But we’re saving that for later,
Life is a mystery.
We live it to the full.
We sometimes give it all we’ve got
But not as a rule.
We’re going through the motions,
Filling up the days.
Doing what we always do
And living in a haze.
Opher – 28.3.2021
Life used to be so special. Youth was so full of fire. Now reality breaks through. You realise that no matter how much you try you can’t change it. The system is a game. The rules are made by the powerful. Money talks. Greed rules.
Life becomes mundane. We find ourselves falling into a predictable pattern in which we do not think about those big issues that used to fire us up.