words on sand

from shri at drone-ah.com

20 Nov 2017

Rags to Riches

In a land of misery and pain,
I grew up believing in fairy tales,
In princes, princesses and happy endings.

In a land of sorrow and sadness,
I grew up believing the words of rock n roll,
I believed in fate, destiny, and happily ever after.

In a land of poverty and subservience,
I felt wealthy beyond all comparison,
I was rich with hopes, dreams and fantasies.

In a land of despair and regret,
I grew up and moved away, far far away,
To a land rich and happy, filled with marvels.\

In a land of wealth and influence,
My dreams of fairy tales were dashed,
I experienced misery and pain, day after day.\

In the land of princes and princesses,
I learnt of music full of sadness and anger.
I played the rhythm and the blues day after day,
night after night.

In the land of independence and power,
I felt trapped and powerless,
Life was happening
I fought against it
I grew up,
I lost

Then I met you!