Child of the Skies
you use to dream so wide
soaring on the graceful winds of change
Child of the Earth
you use to dream so sure
as sure as the ground beneath your feet
but you don’t dream anymore
do you?
Child of the River
you use to dream so soft
kind as the element that gave you life
Child of the Fire
you use to dream so wild
engulfing the world and captivating it at the same time
but you don’t dream anymore
do you?
Child of the Sun
you use to dream so free
never limited in your search for happiness
Child of the Moon
you use to dream so curious
always in wonder with the world around you
but you don’t dream anymore
do you?
Child of the Times
you use to dream about happiness
but as the days rolled by they ripped it away
Child of Humanity
you use to dream about love
but they cut that out of you too young
now, you don’t dream anymore.
now, you are not longer a child.
now, you no longer seek love and happiness.
Child of the World
you use to dream about living
and now you simply survive