by Franziska Sione

Better life was all we both wanted

They watched as we grow in our dreams

You grew stronger and healthier

I was unfit for what we aimed for

But you,

Too intelligent to be in our class

That is why western philosophers

Kidnapped you from me

Leaving me behind,

To continue the race we started

I stopped and looked at you

You’ve grown to be the man of your dreams

While I’m stuck here with my unfinished dreams

I could feel the breeze whispering your name

Listening to boys and girls

Wishing to have

And to live your life

Drive your flashy Mercedes

Find shelter under the roof of your mansion

Own the things you have

Oh how the environment extolled you

Unfortunately,

Life stole you again

This time for good

Who now wishes materialism again?

Who dreams of Mercedes?

Who has better ways, to,

Change destination

And

Where the wind blows dust goes?